“Take the next right, nearly to the end, then left.”He did as he was told, and they found themselves facing an impressive high gate in an eight-fo...t wall. “I suppose this must be it,” he said. “A little intimidating, I think.”“You’re not wrong. Of course, academics don’t command the sort of income which would enable, or justify, living somewhere like this. What do we do? There’s an intercom there...”Before James could use it, though, the gates swung open in front of them, and he drove through. Monica mumbled something around Seymour’s cock and looked again into his eyes as her orgasm tore through her, making her gasp and shudder. Seymour looked down just in time to see his secretary’s pussy open up and her juices squirt onto her thighs again and again. Monica continued working her fingers on herself taking herself to new wet heights of pleasure, her cum juices pooling in the palm of her hand. Monica shuddered a final time, and smiled up at Seymour with glazed but sensual eyes. She. You take the tip of your cock and wet it from my dripping pussy. You rim my asshole with your cock, just teasing me with the head. You slap your cock on my clit and tell me that you want to hear me beg for it. You pull the belt tight again and release it. I am so afraid to speak so you tug the belt again a little longer this time and you bite my neck. You say, I said BEG for it. I then whisper to you pleading for you to give it to me. You say, louder I want to hear you beg for my cock NOW.. That was for sure. "Look, I'll do whatever you want just let me stay. I'll try and get your money. Please." Annoyingly enough he wasn't concentrating on me, just my hardening nipples in my now see through shirt. thank you wet hair. As I said I have a very fine body, being 19 and athletic did help alot. so if begging won't help me maybesomethingelse will. I sat a little closer not too close for him to notice but enough to do what I wanted. I rested my hand on his arm to draw hisattentionto me..