“This is embarrassing.”Annalee shoved her hand between my thighs. I gasped as she rubbed at my pussy folds. I groaned as the pleasure rippled thro...gh me. Her touch was light and delicate, so different from the way the horny futas had touched me all day. They were rougher, uncaring.Annalee was my friend. She didn't want to hurt me, but...“Please stop,” I groaned, wanting to snap my thighs shut around her hand as she stroked and petted my pussy lips.“Wow, you are soaked,” she said, her fingers. 8:30 am ‘That little son of a bitch!’ Steven DeLittle yelled, slamming the phone into its cradle on the desk in his office. ‘That little fucker is fired! He just cost me the Del Odair Paint account!’ Entering the warehouse from the side door of his office, he strode angrily, crossing the floor quickly with his squatty frame, to the nearest worker, bent over a pallet of paint. ‘Has Aton brought his lazy, fuckin’ ass in here yet?’ he stormed at the man. ‘No sir…’ the man answered fearfully, ‘I. I pulled her blouse to the side and nibbled her collarbone, leaving a trail of kisses on the delicate skin.I let my hands slip down her body, caressing her shoulders slipping along her side. I stroked her belly, amazed at the feel of her taught flesh under my hands. I raised my hands and cupped her breasts, her nipples were hard as pebbles, pressing into my palms. I gently squeezed her, letting my thumbs flick across her nipples, teasing them even harder. She drew in a sharp breath, leaning. .. this ... whopping monster-thing back up and start with your feet.”“Please fan my cock again with the sheet. That felt so good with the cool air blowing across it. It’s hot in here anyway. Are you hot, Marti?”“It is warm in here, but not too hot. Just be calm and I’ll have you bathed in no time.”“Please take your time. I love it when Jenn and Jann wash my cock real slow.“Jann, will you pull the sheet back and blow your breath on my cock like you did last night?”“You mean, blow my breath on.