As she walked towards her bosses door she realised his blinds were closed. Looking around to check no one was close she peered through a gap in the bl...ind and could see him leaning back in his big black leather computer chair with his cock running through his hand. She could see he was incredibly hard with the veins pulsing in his hand. Just with the sight of this she felt some wetness in her cunt, she already felt quite sexy wearing her typical pencil skirt, loose white blouse and stockings. Wesley Williams and I have been best friends for years, he's about 45, I think. I think it all started because I didn't mispronounce his name too bad, and he didn't make fun of me when I mispronounced other people's names. Wesley had been a hi-falooting lawyer at one time, but fell into the bottle. There are more guys like that around than you probably even realize.Wesley and I were hanging around in downtown Denver, begging for change, going through the trash and looking for cans or bottles to. Back on track now my mind starts to wander again. I remember one time at home when I kept you as deprived of all your senses as I could. You were restrained to our bed for an entire day while I controlled your every movement. I used a wide spreader bar to keep your legs at the furthest width I thought you could stand for a long period. Your hands were cuffed with leather so the metal wouldn’t take its toll on you and then you were blindfolded. I kept earplugs in your ears and made sure the. Janet now stepped astride him once again but, this time, directly over his upward gaze, facing his feet. Slowly, she lowered herself, squatting down just inches from Paul's nose so that her pretty butt crack was spread open and her delectable little asshole winked at him from the shadows. He could smell the rich, musky scent of her arousal and, just beneath that powerful perfume, the sharp tang of the nectar droplet still stippling her plump nether lips. Unable to help himself, Paul raised his.