From behind the safety of my mirrored sunglasses, my hungry eyes took in her teenage charms. I was surprised at how tall she suddenly looked now that ... was seeing her standing. I guessed she must have been around 5ft 10 inches. Her long blonde hair was tied back into a ponytail, and she was also wearing mirrored sunglasses similar to my own.A pink sports bra was all she wore to keep her small, firm breasts in place – I made a quick estimate that she was about a bra size 28B. Her nipples were. God! I couldn't do that! I just couldn't!She was in the shower soaping herself, her hands running in unconscious sensuousness over her body, cupping and massaging her sensitive, tingling breasts, the nipples coming up hard in the palms of her hands and the glowing sensations seeming to spread and permeate her whole body to concentrate themselves in her loins... And there's nothing I can do!Or was there?Today, the next to the last man, who had posed hers took out of his attache case a carefully. I motioned for her to come forward, and we began walking back to the storage room door where I'd first spotted her. Whoa, someone was there in the first little room, just inside the entrance.Spooked for just a moment, my heart slowed realizing it was another young cleaning lady. Younger than my sexy companion, shorter and shyer. When she saw us, her eyes dropped and she bashfully grinned and offered a timid "Hola" to us. Had she heard us in the office, had she figured out why were here in the. He felt himself lifted from the floor and felt the air around him move as it carried him back, deeper into its lair, never once pausing in its actions, hammering his ass and pushing from his lips deep into his throat with each stroke into his mouth. His hands each gripped a slimy tentacle, feeling them glide to and fro under his fingers, using every aspect of him for its pleasure.He dimly heard as he was pulled back into its domain, a deep shaking rumble from above, a whoosh of dust passing by.