ooks up from her
photocopied dot with a quizzical look, probably at my sudden
not-so-quiet gasp, but at a smile from you tinues on her way.
It is all I do to keep from moaning and whimpering as you finger-fuck
me virtually in full view of all of our other co-workers, all the while
explaining to me about the mistakes I made when geing the
reports. After a couple minutes or so you add another fio the one
currently ravaging me and redouble the speed of the fuck. "You see that,"
you say loudly, your hand w my boyt hard enough to actually lift
me off the chair at every in-stroke. "The total is wrong, you fot to
take into at the previous year' s balance. Do you uand?" The
question is emphasized with a particularly vicious jab of your fingers.
"Y-nnnggghh! Yes Sir!" Oh god. Now everyone' s going to know that there' s
something weird going on. You grin down at me, relishing my red-faced
embarrasment.
After a few more minutes of the molestation, you pull your hand out from
under my panties and bring your arm around the other side of me. I realise
I' ve beehing hard and try to relax, but then I see your
assjuice-stained fingers in front of my face, wiggling as if invitio
taste them. Y them closer and nudge my lips with them.
"Suck it. Suck my fingers of your own pussyjuice," you whisper to me.
Once again I am mortified but have no choice. I steal a glance around to
make sure that no one is looking - earning me an angry look from you - and
then start to take the fingers in my mouth. You stick them as far into my
mouth as possible, rolling them around io make sure I them
real good. By now I am used to the taste of my own assjuid have grown
to like it, but slurping it up in public view is something else
altogether. Once you are satisfied, you pull your hand away and delve it
baside