The smile on her face told what a thousand words couldn’t communicate.“Oh!” she yipped. “I thought you were Ramona!”Felicity looked at the g...rl. She was in her uniform ... again. That caused a cramp of desire in Felicity’s loins. In her hurry, she had buttoned the tunic improperly. Her bra was in her hand, hanging, almost touching the floor.“I’m sorry, Ma’am,” moaned the girl, mortified. She had been about to share her joy with the cook, and now, she knew she was a few words from being jobless.. Handcuffs. His hands on her shoulders, tender, caring, somehow reassuring her. But she was in Kevin’s control. She had never been so frightened, had never been so intrigued. And never so turned on. She was embarrassed at how utterly wet she was. He bent her over, gently lowered her torso to the top of her desk. The faux wood was cold. Her breasts scrunched under her and the cold desktop was painful on her hard nipples. Her hips draped over the desk, her toes barely touched the. "right there Theresa i know I'm getting to the bottom of that pussy." "oh my god williacj it's fucking too-"she breathed heavily panting, i felt her nails rake my backside and she squeezed my butt tightly as i continued fucking her hard "there it goes, all up in that pussy i know you feel it, ain't gone stop" I said into her ear. she squirmed then turned her head to the side covered her mouth and i felt those pussy lips clench my dick firmly it sent me over the edge Theresa ran her fingers. A chair bumped into me and a slightly slurred voice muttered an apology in terrible Italian. If nothing else, I was gratified that I was, at least, passing for a native out on the town. It was probably my bad haircut and wrinkled suit jacket and slightly disreputable look with a three day beard."That is quite all right, my dear young woman. They insist on squeezing in all the tables even on an evening when the customers are few and far between."We were approaching the end of the normal evening.