Darice says it is the best she can find. He can't go back tohis desk wearing a towel and his boss has been looking for him to finish ajob which has a ...oon deadline. Darice has a short black nylon/spandex cocktail dress, pink lacy panties,pink lacy bra, white thigh highs and black open toe sandals with threeinch heels. Tim says I can't wear that. Darice says either you do or yougo back to your desk wearing a towel and you can't do that. And beside theboss is hollering for you like you can't. “Ummm…all the way down sweetie,” I said holding her for just a second in that position and then allowing her head to come back up releasing my shaft. I pulled her to me and kissed her hungrily. I grabbed one of her legs and pulled them across my face, allowing us to please each other orally. The sight of her sweet slit staring me right in the face was almost too much. My hands moved to her haunches pulling them apart as my tongue traced her slit up and down and then parted her sweet lips. Jack was almost shaking at the thought of catching a glimpse of her naked. But he knew at this point she must be going to get dressed. Little did he know what was yet to come? She reached up and unlocked the door and opened it slowly peaking around it to make for certain he really was who he said he was. She looked straight out the door and found herself staring into his chest. She suddenly got wet with desire for what she saw when she looked up was a big, strong, broad shouldered man with a. I’m pretending it’s your thick, meaty cock. I can almost feel it, if I close my eyes. I sweep my tongue over the end, I stroke your balls and feel you twitch and shudder. I want to taste you. I want to devour you. I want to drink down your excitement until you’ve got nothing left. I want it. I want all of it. My skirts are getting shorter, but you know this, I’ve seen you watching my ass as I walk out of class. It takes everything I have not to stride back in and fuck you on your desk. Did you.