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As my mind raced my erection grew as well. Just how far would she go under my control? As expected, at 4:30 in the afternoon, Rebecca returned to my office. She did not seem upset or anything, just as casual as always when she stops by my office for a little round of BS. “How ya doin?” she hummed as she came in and sat down in my extra office chair. As expected she sat with her legs wide open, allowing me a clear view of her now moisture stained crotch. “Oh, I’m ok.” I responded while checking out her fabulous looking frame. “Scooterfish.” It was like a bolt of lightning came out of the sky and struck Rebecca right between her eyes. Instantaneously she froze in place and just stared out into the blank space directly in front of her. “I want you to speak very frankly with me,” I said as I reached into my desk drawer to pull out her panties. “If you Babes want these back you have to use your at home language and speak very frankly to me. Do you understand?” “Yeah,” she replied. “First thing, get up and close the door. Then sit back down.” Again, without a moment of hesitation she got up and closed the door. With it closed she again returned to the chair and sat down with her legs wide apart. “I’m just wondering how you are doing?” I said with one eyebrow raised. I was really curious to hear her response. Rebecca leaned doggy style back in her chair and got comfortable before she replied. “I don’t think I have ever had a day that my pussy has been so fucking wet. The whole crotch of my pants is soaked!” HOLY SHIT!! That definitely was not the kind of answer I expected to hear. It by far and away exceeded anything I would have dreamed to hear from her. “So I take it that you like being in the office with no panties on?” “Holy fuck yea!” she exclaimed. “I don’t know why I haven’t done this before!” Now it was time to get really bold. I had always wanted to fuck her from the very first day I walked into the office. Now I was going to find out just how good her pussy really was. “Well, why don’t you let me see just how wet that pussy is of yours?” I stated as I rolled my tits chair back and prepared to stand up. “Go and lock my office door then come back over here to the front of my desk.” Shari had no intention of stopping! “He... no, um,” tits Stephanie protested awkwardly, blood rushing to her face, “It’s, well, he is getting my jui... uh, he does make me—um. “For your initiation,” he said with a smile. “How do you feel?” They were soon moving far Babes faster than anyone but Dempsy could follow. No point delaying the inevitable. Her expression was fixed somewhere between a stony glare and a smile. Maci texted back, “OK” and took note of this important piece of information. He was goading me. Taunting me with that smirk, claiming my daughter was pregnant with his son. Gently I worked over her buttocks and back and up to her shoulders again, and then back down for another go over her pussy. “Laura, I know you’re young and inexperienced, it’s okay. Carly had made it doggy style to the freshman cheer leading squad and he always thought she looked supper hot in her skirt and sweater top. She gasped and moaned, her pussy humping against my mouth. I must have fucked her 20 minutes straight with each stroke feeling her hot wet pussy followed by the cooling sensation of the air. "Hmp," the lady said, and crushed it.