His tongue began its work. “Masturbate my cock, Krissy,” she told him. “Give it a good tugging.” She had moved it up, so he had access to her ...ussy, but the base still pressed against her pubic bone, just grazing the upper base of her clit.“Yes Mistress.”The masturbating seemed to help excite him. The man was definitely on the gay side of the spectrum. Soon he was plunging deep and hard inside her pussy, sending her over fairly quickly. He had been finger fucking her anus, adding fingers like. She came with a gasp, her fingers diddling her clit rapidly as she humped her ass up off the bed.*****Besides school, Ashley worked twice that week. The first time, the Tuesday, she had to force herself to take another route home. She could not pass Keenum’s house. The second time, on Thursday, she again found the strength to go a different way. She was so turned on she couldn’t stand it! Danny would be over late on Friday. She only had to get through another 24 hours or so. She needed to keep. I walked over to the first seat on my left, which was marked ?1?. Its occupant was someone I knew well. She was a senior employee. Her name was Madeline, Madeline Boxom. Chapter 3: Madeline BoxomMadeline Buxom had worked in my company for close to twenty years. She had started off as a trainee in the corporate services department, which took care of corporate clients. Her work had always been good, and she had risen to the position of manager of the department. Her performance as manager was. She was alone but being such a sex magnet I thought there must be a boy friend or husband lurking somewhere nearby.I checked the table she was sitting at and saw no extra glasses or bottles, only a tall glass that looked to contain a Pimms No1. Marvellous! It's a well known fact that girls who drink Pimms No1 are up always up for it and screw like rabid rattlesnakes (well that's what Jonty Barlow reckons and he has indulged in more rumpty pumpty than the whole of the Chelsea football team put.