I could feel his soft fur and his paws as he tried to mount me. His pink hard dick thrusting trying to find my sweet spot. I reached underneath and he...ped guide his dick in. As he made contact I let out a moan, I’ve never had something so smooth inside of me it felt like silk. Before I knew it Tank started thrusting in and out, making me his bitch, I screamed “Fuck me Tank! Harder! Yes, please, make me your bitch, I’m yours!” I was so into what I was doing I didn’t even hear my boyfriend walk. How on earth could she be accusing me of sexual harassment?"Yes, I know what visual harassment is," I said."And will you tell me, please?" Battleship Barbara asked."Visual harassment is when someone displays sexually offensive material in his or her work area, or when someone repeatedly looks at another person in a way that makes him or her uncomfortable." That's right," Battleship Barbara said. "You are hereby issued a verbal warning for this infraction. If there's a second instance, you will. As I began to make a nice roast and the stove top got very hot, the men had set up a camera to record me in my service. I was excited to be in a porn and I was so turned on that I was starting to pulse in my ass and even got wetter like a girl inside. The man who did not cum before walked behind me and eased me over the hot stove and pushed my legs apart as I softly asked him to make me scream and fill me up with his cock until he wants to cum for me please. Please daddy I pleaded as I started. You didn't do anything wrong.” He kept trying to lick my face and as I turned away again I saw that his dick was about two inches out of its sheath. I grew tense and looked away quickly. But already I felt it; my tight black dress had ridden up a good bit while I slept, and it was hot and slick between my legs. Just like that. Patrick all over me and nothing, yet the very sight of Monty's cock and my clit was begging to be rubbed. I decided that maybe I could just masturbate. Without Monty, of.