. uh..." I frowned, thinking he didn't like it. I was spoiling it for him. "Maybe I can wear a thong, or..." No." Mr. Reiser chuckled and shook his he...ad. "It's perfect, just like that." Like this?" I looked down at myself again and my penis had actually softened again with my rising panic, but even so it was there and noticeable. The dress was just too perfect for my body."Oh yes, that's exactly what I want from you," he told me. "I want a girl with just a hint of something else, something. He moved his hands, one to her hip, and the other to her shoulder and gripped hard. She would have imprints of his fingers there when she undressed later on that night. Thrusting into her, his grunts filled the quiet office. His legs taking the strain, he quickened his pace, fucking deep inside her on each thrust. His cock covered in her juice slid in and out easily, forcing himself deeper until he felt that familiar barrier inside. He was in his own world now, the mist had descended and all he. Miss Buxom would neatly hang up his clothes in his office. Mr Jackson loved conducting meetings in the nude, he did everything nude.Debbie found herself staring at his partially hard and already massive cock while she spoke to him: “Um. Hi, Mr Jackson, I am here for job interview?”Mr Jackson stood up:”Ah, Debbie! Come in and leave your clothes on the floor by the door, but leave your shoes and socks on. So, you’re interested in being my cock warmer?”Debbie started undressing: “Yes, sir.”She. 6 months of stress, anger, war, loneliness, sexual frustration, and plan boredom was all being fucked out of me...and her. We both needed this fuck, we both waited and thought about this homecoming fuck for a long time and now that it was here, I was not going to disappoint, I rubbed her clit as I fucked her like some whore that charges by the minute. Her teeth were clenched so tight she couldn't talk, only a loud moan that sounded like it came from some wild animal. I knew I wasn't going to.