.. They seemed very tight. They constricted any little movement. So, there she was. Olivia. Having no control whatsoever to move away, to prevent h...r private parts from being exposed. Richy, the younger one, been moving his hips somewhat clumsily, but that's only because Olivia tried to shush him away with her dangling feets. Still he was able to remain his pelvis movements. Every time he slammed into her, Olivia been making a muffled squeal. Her mouth was gagged, but her eyes spoke. ” He said without any ceremony, a simple command. “What about the dishes?” “Don’t worry about them. I’ll take care of them later.”He led her down the hall to a doorway. The door opened up to a set of stairs that led to a rec room with a large blank matte white wall. On the opposite wall there was a projector and gaming system. A bar constructed on the other wall opposite from the gaming system. Paolo poured himself and her two glasses of wine, and handed on to Violet. “This is but the surface. . . secretly trying his best to inspect her nipples underneath the garment. “They call it a summer bow tie lace thin chiffon tank top . . . to be exact. As you can imagine, it’s supposed to be worn with a bra, but listening to what you said about how to excite Mike, I think this will do the trick, without one,” she said, squaring her shoulders and moving her chest. A sigh escapes my lips as I lean back in my chair and take the moment in as my pussy moistens and softens- awaiting for pleasure. "Another late night shift?" Lauren finally lets that deep, mellowing voice fill my ears as I nod, unable to respond verbally. "Your incompetence to complete your job requirements during the day is costing the company money, Natalie." My hand moves from my desk down slowly to the brim of my underwear, itching to descend into my already drenching pussy as her voice.