She listened to all the things Lynn was saying as she fucked her wet cunt, how she was going to get it today, how she was nothing but a slut for the t...king, yes, yes, God she wanted it all and was going to be used as Lynn’s willing plaything.She was near to cumming when the fingers were dragged out of her, groaning in frustration she was just about to beg when the wet fingers were pushed into her mouth, she sucked on them. tasting how creamy she was, fucking gorgeous, then her tits were. .. Don’t speak ill of Jack. He was a perfect guardian. I would have done anything for him, but he refused every juvenile advance I made—kindly and respectfully—until I was eighteen. I guess he couldn’t resist me any longer.” Lissa paused, struggling with her own demons. I willed her to go on, but let her take her time without pressuring her. “You need to know. It’s only fair.” she said finally. “My parents were killed in an auto accident when I was twelve and I went to live with my father’s. I say you can wait in my office if you like while I was on the call.You smile and think that will be fine.The call comes in a few minutes later. I can tell right away it will be OK, but not great.I sit at my desk, concentrating on my call. I don’t see what you are doing, so it surprises me when I feel your hand on my legs. You have crawled under my desk and are rubbing my legs, working your way up to my crotch.Fortunately, I am not talking at the time. I look down to see what you are doing; you. After our dance, Mindy danced with her father, my father, Blake, and then my other groomsmen. I worked my way through the bridesmaids. There were a few other dances on our small dance space. The band was good and did great requests, but they were not a rock band, so the place didn’t ‘rock’ like a good club would. Then again, quite a few of the guests were on the older side.The band knocked off at nine; they’d played nearly nonstop for five hours. Margo had planned that there’d be a small luxury.