ollows me. Even worse, now it travels up my neck, along my jawline and
then presses against my cheek. Whoever it is, he knows! Oh my god, someone
knows that I' m down there sug your cock during a departmental meeting!
The shoe leaves my face, only to move down and caress the skin on my chest
and then along my belly. Then the man jabs the tip of his shoe up against
my belly, sharply but not hard enough to hurt. He does this several more
times, until, uedly even to my flushing self, in my twisted state of
mind I actually uand what he wants me to do. I shift my body a little
closer to you and him. The shoe ow reach further, and it does just
that, taking the opportunity to too gently at my straining cock
and taut little balls. The third time the shoe brushes against my cock, I
feel the world exploding around me as my own cum boils over and shoots out
of my small asian cock, splattering onto the carpet underh my quivering
body. I try to stop myself but it' s too late, and even as my hands tremble
on your thighs and my lips tighten automatically around your cock, I let
out a loud whine and then a whimper as my whole body stiffens ihroes
of ejaculated passion.
As I e down from the sexual high, I realise that my whole body is
burning with the red heat of shame. I look around me slowly, but there were
except for yours and the ohat drove me over the edge.
"iming," I hear you say. "Just as they were going out and making
enough o ceal it."
"Yeah," another voice says. A voice I think I know.
The meeting is apparently over. I was cumming as the others were getting
out. Relief and shame floods me until I feel like I' m going to cry.
"He' s quite good, you know," I hear you say to the other man. "You should
try him sometime."
"Maybe I will. He' s certainly very obedient, and he seems to have a