He’s our new colleague, try not to give him a hard time”. You smile nervously. “Um, where am I going to work Mrs…” you whisper“Kathryn Pat...erson, but call me Kit… and it’s a Miss” she winks mischievously. She leads you to your office and you sit down, giving her a grateful nod. “Have fun,” she says and winks again, then turns abruptly and you see her tight ass sway from side to side as she struts off.You decide to look at your new office. You have a very modern timber desk with the latest. She retrieved her purse and stood by the door, waiting for me to open it. I dared not utter a word. I began to realize her plan.Down onto the busy streets we went. She was walking next to me, practically hanging on me. The smell of her sex filled my nostrils. Every eye on the street was dawn to her, every head turned, most mouths agape. The first two restaurants we approached refused to seat us, one even suggesting I “take my whore someplace else!” Before I could respond to the rude waiter,. That night he took his camera and filmed his teacher’s sexy show of stripping from a red chiffon saree with a sleeveless blouse and the petticoat tied way below her navel. It was a Saturday night and Mrs. Sarita had come back from an evening party. She wore a red lacy bra and a matching thong. All of this was recorded in his camera.Surya exploited this footage and used it for his daily pleasure until he got bored and decided it to make use of it further to satisfy his carnal appetite. He. I took my clothes off and he starts saying how cute is my little cock. He tells me in my ears: you’ll never be a top with a cock like that, you’re a manpussy, come beg for my cock in the shower.I went into the shower first. I took the handicap stall because it was the largest stall. I start showering my body, removing the dirt and cleaning my ass because I knew it was coming. I expected getting fucked in the shower like a slut. Anton came into my stall. I went into my toes, bent out my ass, put.