"Uh can I help you?" I asked trying to gauge how fast I could eat the rest of my lunch and run back to the safety of the mail room. "In fact you can I...is" She said in a voice that rooted me to my seat. As she reached into her bag I was half convinced she was about to pull out a pistol to shoot me with. Instead it was a salad, "You see I take an unusual lunch break and most of the others are..." She just trailed off and glanced over at the other table that was across the room. At that moment two. He used a clean finger also. He rubbed the opening until he said I wasnt as tight and he shoved his cum-covered finger inside of my little boy hole. I winced as it went in but it felt better on it was all the way inside. James said he wanted me to feel his cum swimming around inside of me. I liked it. I lied back down next to him and he kept using his fingers to scrape cum off my face and feed it to me. He said it really turned him on to see me drink it. When I was clean again he kissed me on. .. and I just want to fuck your sweet young cunt."Trisha hadn't been threatening, either verbally or physically, and aside from the passion with which she'd described a number of the sexual acts she wanted to share with her daughter, hadn't been aggressive at all either. To Julia's relief, that didn't change, even as the young woman sat there numbly, not saying a word, not sure what to say.After more than fifteen minutes of silence, Trisha had seemed to take the hint. She'd taken another swig. After 5 minutes of the continuous hand job, he stopped me. My hand was already paining, but he stopped me due to a different reason.He said, “I was thinking how good it will feel if my dick goes in your mouth.” I looked in his eyes and nodded in negative. I was trying to say that I won’t do that at all. But he was already aware of my coward nature. So he kept his both hands on my shoulders and pushed me down.Within no time I was sitting on my knees and my face was just near his dick. I didn’t.