Tracy?" I stuttered looking puzzled."No!" she said, loudly, shaking her head. Her eyes opened wide and she peered at me worriedly. "Why?" I...I don't... understand it," I said, "t....there seems to be a p..part missing?"Her eyes got even wider. "Part missing?" Y...yes," I nodded, "the main polarizing element...... it's g..gone!"I started to look around the printer. "I..it's just g..gotta be h..here someplace, just gotta!"I started moving things about on the desk near the printer."You, check the. ."Without further ado, she slipped her hand through my arm and we exited the dancehall and headed for the lift. Alone inside the elevator, she turned to me and encircling her hands around my head, started to kiss me, hungrily. I responded with equal urgency as lust surged through my body. God I wanted this woman so much I could have burst! Grabbing her luxuriously soft bottom and pulling her to me, her hips rubbed tight against my crotch. I could feel her pushing her body onto my hardness,. The only hands that have touched Bart's body in the last 8 or so months have been his own, he was a certified ladies man, but now he was on the beech loving the feeling of this strangers hands on his body and now he could feel this hands soft silky hands on his ass.Mal rubbed and squeezed his ass, then sliding his hands up Bart's spine, back down his back, on to his ass crack, sneaky touching Bart's ball sack, without Bart muttering a word.Bart could feel Mal move up his down, sitting on his. He kisses his way back down and starts finger my pussy. He then asks me in a dominant voice, "Do you like that, Little Slut?" "Yes master." He yells at me, "Say it right," as he uses his cock to slap mypussy. "Yes master, I love it when you finger my pussy" as he he unties my hands and pushes me to my knees. "Whose pussy am I fingering?" *slap on face with cock "Whose?" I knelt there not responding to him. He gets very upset and demands, "Whose pussy am I fingering?!!!" "Yours, master yours.".