' I hope like hell its convincing. Am I a good liar? I'm just about to find out. 'Okay, I'll catch up with him this afternoon. Can I have a quick chat...?' No, please go away, I have my dick out. Why does she want to talk to me? Has someone said something? We've been so careful... 'Sure!' Thankfully the topic is a team member's upcoming maternity leave. Toby, crouched out of sight, looks as relieved as I feel when I quickly glance down at him, but just as Clair starts discussing getting a temp in,. They were kissing now, her looking up and back over her shoulder. She was reaching up over her head to pull him down to her. And as I watched he slowly slid his hand across the flat expanse of her stomach and pressed the lightweight fabric tight against her body so that there was no denying what he was doing as the hand pressed between the top of her legs.My cock was doing more stretching than the other muscles in my legs and I looked up and down the street and decided that although no one. How sweet. Here, this'll help."She handed me a small tube of lubricant. I applied a generous dab to my asshole, then she handed me the plug and I gave it a good coating."Whoa, that's enough. You'll want to save some of that for later."I handed her the tube and stood still for a second, holding the plug in my right hand."What are you waiting for, bitch? Put it in." Yes, Mistress."Unsure of how to insert it without causing maximum discomfort, I tried holding the plug with both hands behind my. He ran his tongue along the peak of one of Fanny’sbuttocks. Her bottom was dry, he had to pull his tongueover her skin, but when he licked the same portion ofher bottom again his spit had made it slick. He grippedher thighs and began to lick her bottom hungrily. Hewas angry with lust. He bit her at the middle of herbuttock, where the flesh was most ample, and — likingthe way she caught on her breath and let a high-pitched, helpless gasp — he kept a moderate pressureon for a.