I let out a broken sob as I undid my uniform and when I looked up at him there wasn’t a shred of remorse in his eyes. The only thing behind those ey...es was greed and pride. I hated to admit it but my body was reacting to the mistreatment. My pussy was wet, I could feel the dampness in my underwear. My pussy was hot and beating wildly as well, ready to take his cock no matter how much I didn’t want it.My top fell to the ground, leaving me in my bra and pants. But the man didn’t look impressed. I. Dennison had caught him looking down her shirt, Bobby straightened up and stepped back, eyes wide, his face getting hot. ‘Aw, ah,nothing, Mrs. Dennison,’ he stammered. Paulette straightened up, too. ‘You were looking down my shirt, weren’t you, Bobby?’ she asked softly. Bobby stared at the floor and nodded stiffly. ‘Did…did you like what you saw?’ Paulette asked. The minute she said it, she was sorry she’d asked. Something was happening to her and she wasn’t sure what it was. Why had she asked. They said I needed to see stuff. And I was supposed to be doing the fuckin' cards wasn't I? So they reckoned I'd been bought off." But you know, well I barely knew. They just wanted some info on the house and stuff," Oliver explained. "And then I got roped in when this guy got nicked. I said no but they kept on."Charlotte adjusted herself again and Oliver looked at the big-bosomed girl. "I thought you couldn't wear bras so I didn't but it's 'orrible without support," she moaned and Oliver. The moisture has soaked through the panties and is evident on my daisy-dukes. As I look over at him he pushes the black silk aside and slides his finger between my folds. I sigh, loosen the grip on the stick and reach my hand back over to his penis. As a second finger enters my womanhood he reaches his other hand to cup my sensitive tit. The pleasure leaves me gasping for air. I open my legs wider, giving him better access to my snatch and Nick rewards me by sliding his finger deeper between.