Everything was shaping up very nicely for me. The only glitch in my world was Sylvia being away at school. She called me at least a couple of times ea...ch week and professed her undying love and devotion but I had an odd feeling there was something she wasn't telling me. I didn't bother to probe her with questions as I had told her she should explore her sexuality. Besides, I had both Sheila and Delilah who were always eager to satisfy my every sexual desire and it appeared that Leann was ready. - You talking to me? It's Bartholin, but you can just call me Barth. But, let me aloneWhy you got things this wet and sticky?- Don't blame me. I just do what I am told and from the orders coming in to get all this stuff made, that Amber must really be getting worked up over something.Yeah I know. I can tell.- Hey, what's going on down there? I smell wet pussy.Oh, hey nose, no time to talk. But, yeah, things are getting pretty soppy and sticky around here. I really wish Amber wouldn't wear them. Pick it up Johnson he growled. I gasped. His vibes which where casual and friendly had become dark and controlling. I wiggled out of my seat, why, why did I wear the tightest skirt I owned today? It was too hot for stockings so I ditched them as soon as Id made it to my cubical this morning. My amber skin tone blending well with my black pencil skirt and black stilettos. I was 58 with heels 53 without them. For a second I just stood there, head bowed, fingers crossed, staring at his shinny. She'd just had such a wonderful orgasm with his cock in her cunt and then he hadn't felt the same. He pulled out of her and turned her over on her stomach. Then he pulled her up on her hands and knees and soon he penetrated her again. Her cunt was dripping wet and slippery and his thick cock got even deeper than before. She screamed with delight as she was filled with his wonderful tool.In this position he had even more access to the tight wet cunt he was fucking. He grabbed her hips tight and.