Surely there was another Miss Bailey behind her. There was no one. She looked at the receptionist who was smiling brightly at her. ‘Good morning. Th...nk you.’ ‘Mr. Kirkland left instructions for you to report straight to the seventh floor, Miss.’ Sharon’s mouth dropped open. ‘O-Ok.’ Without another word she did as instructed. She had arrived at the administrative department and had been greeted as before. The desk she usually used on a Friday had been replaced by a bigger one with an intercom on. Kissing to her hard nipple and circling it with the tip of my tongue, flicking it and sucking it into my mouth pulling her nipple away from her as i sucked on it. She grabbed my hand and slid it down her shorts she wasn't wearing any underwear and i could feel how wet she was getting from me playing with her tits. So i slid her shorts off and started to lick down her stomach licking down to her clit pinching and pulling her hard nipples as i run the tip of my tongue over her clit and licking up. This story is copyright (c) 2016 by The Technician ( [email protected]. )Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * Robert Voleman walked slowly into the narrow room. He was fourth in a line of six men. The room was brightly lit. There was a small platform. It looked so soft there, it was already wet as her juice started to trickle out.I removed her panty kissing her ankles, legs, thighs, inner thighs, navel following it with small tender kisses on her pussy area. She moaned, “Yes, Vinay, yes do it very nicely, ahh, lovely my boy don’t stop.” She moved her hands on my head and kept caressing my hairs.She sat on the sofa spreading her legs revealing more of her lovely pink soft delicate pussy. I caressed and kissed on her thighs moving up. I moved.