She had d cup breasts that were firm, long tan legs, and a toned midsection. She was a brunette with a hint of Red in her hair and deep sea blue eyes.... She walked up to the counter and introduced herself to the elderly secretary. " I am to meet Samuel Gordy at 9 for training " the lady told her to have a seat that it would be a few minutes." how's it going Rachel "? She quickly stood up and turned to face mr. Gordy . " I'm great how are you"? " much better now " he said with a smile . " let's go. "Slut," Johan said, grinning."I can't believe I'm actually doing this." Your skirt is caught on the plug too." Oh, God."Quickly flipping it free, I sat on my towel, and winced as the plug pushed deeper. My skin was tingling all over and my poor clit pulsed as I took deep breaths, trying to calm down. Johan stood over me, peeling his t-shirt over his head and throwing it to me. Folding it like I always did, I realised I was squeezing my thighs together, crushing my clit. "Take your clothes off.. I hear it in my head during the day, and in my dreams at night. Your moans are the hottest sound on this earth Clarissa. You’re going to make me cum baby, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Matt’s movements got more forceful, his thrusts faster and more passionate, if that were even possible. His sexy voice, his growls, and his fervor put Clarissa over the edge once more, and she felt her body release so powerfully that for a few moments Matt could barely move. He didn’t need to, as feeling her depths. “Oh it's okay, don't cry, Slut. I won't tell him.”A tear rolled down her cheek. She swallowed and managed to croak out, “You won't?”A warm smile came across his face, a single finger wiping away her tears. His fingers softly caressed her hair. “No, I won't tell him. Provided you're a good girl.”She shuffled anxiously on the spot, but his hand was on her ass in a second, pulling her back towards him. “Sir? A... A good girl?”“Yes, of course. Well, my good girl, to be precise.”Swallowing the lump.