It’s 11 am. I enter the office and face Flick’s new assistant, Portia. Portia is typical of Flick’s employees; female, gorgeous, intelligent and...right out of the top drawer.“You must be Miss Millerton?”“I must.”She smiled. “Felicity is expecting you, would you go through?”“What’s your name?”“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m Portia.”“Nice to meet you. If you open that cupboard behind you, you will find a chilled bottle of fizz and a couple of glasses. Would you do the honours?”“It’s 11 o’clock!”“It is and it. I feel wrapped with heat ignited by your soul. You choke on me, yet you need me there, channeling to unite us.Where did you come from? My mind wanders. Our passion matured rapidly from a comedy rapport. The speed and manner of our intimacy are breathtaking. Our clandestine meeting, a voyage of discovery for us both, and here you are, in the flesh....choking on my cock.Your roaring eyes now burn dark with thoughts of being claimed by me, giving up everything you are to me. Handing over complete. ” She pushed me back against a kitchen cupboard and yanked down my shorts. “Never mind, here will do.”I wondered if it was possible to completely wear out your balls in one afternoon. My cock was still up for the challenge though and was soon fully hard as her tongue began to explore the tip. I closed my eyes. I wondered what Mr Kennedy’s reaction would be if he came home now to find both his daughters administering blow jobs to a couple of his pupils. Would he expel us first and then kill us,. Pete massaged the oil into her body making sure her arse cheeks and her tight little hole had plenty of oil. As he massaged her body with one hand, he held the vibrator in the other, she heard the buzz of the vibrator and gasped as it touched her pussy lips. Slowly Pete slid the vibrator inside her wet pussy, and now she was even more juicy from the oil. She felt his finger probing her arse, just around the edge, softly slipping in just a little, she found this was very exciting and pushed up.