“Isn’t that what you wanted?” “But” I started. “You’ve already fondled me with your eyes, you filthy letch. Show me what you were thin...ing.” My cock was straining, pre-cum dripping from the tip. I took her soft breast in my hand and rubbed her gently, feeling the weight in my hands and then teasing her nipple with my forefinger. She let out a small moan as I did this. “Use both hands.” she gasped, “Don’t hold back. I want to know what my dirty-minded friend is capable of.” I slipped my. He had been texting me all day with sexy little messages about how much of a cocktease I was, and if I was flashing my pussy to all the guys in the office. I guess I should've expected this since he spent the night and saw me getting dressed for work. LOL, I swear his mouth hung open the entire time . He finally snapped out of it as I was heading out the door. LOL, I had to practically fight him off, but I had an important meeting that day, and didn't give in to him. But all of it had me a. More

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