A4 marched in. She was an exotic beauty from my first crop. She stood 5’7 and 112 pounds, with perfectly shaped breasts and an ass worth dying for. ...he rose through the ranks of my society – in fact the only survivor from Crop A, she was, originally, a Puerto Rican salsa dancer. Now, she was mine. Nothing else mattered. She stood nude with a spiked collar that indicated her place as Sergeant-at-Arms. She held a small hunting dagger in one hand and pulled behind her nearly dead weight on a leash. Mera kaam data entry ka tha, office mein sirf 4 staff the jo aksar bahar ke kaam mein busy rehte, sab subhah sham reporting karne aate the. Par subah se sham tak mein hi office mein rehta tha, Humare office ke samne wale office mein tele calling ka kam hota tha, wahan par pura lady staff tha. Unke office mein lunch time dopahar 2 se 3 ka tha. Sara staff lunch time mein bahar ghumta rehta, mein bhi lunch karke apne office ke bahar khada rehta. Samne wale office mein adhiktar ladies married thi,. ”“I want you fuck them both — my asshole and my cunt!”She closed her eyes, obviously embarrassed withherself. This boldness was new territory for her. Wehad come a long way in just a few short months.“If I can’t do them both, which would you choose?”“I…I guess my pussy.” She pressed her crotch tightlyagainst the erection in my pants.“And what would you do for me?”“Do I have to say it?” she said in a pleading. Then he begins to lick at my clit over and over while he reaches up and slides two fingers inside of me and begins thrusting them in and out of me harder, then gently, it's such an amazing feeling that I don't think anything can ever get any better than this when he reaches up with his other hand and rolls my nipple between his fingers and I explode in an orgasm so intense that my cum shoots out, all over his face, soaking him completely. I buck and writhe above him but he keeps licking at my.