Blake had a big butt plug; he had put it in a bag with the £100. And then just before Sam left he pushed it into Sam’s used hole. Remember you can�...��t count your tips in public; make sure you get down to the reception office first.That was when we saw him emerge. He looked broken, but had a huge smile across his face. He had clearly enjoyed the experience. We didn’t see the butt plug until he managed to get to reception. He had decided to use the stairs as it was probably going to be quieter. But. She lifted her skirt slightly, to reveal a pair of white, lace panties. She put her feet on either side of my shoulders and then slowly sat down.Humiliation and excitement filled me as her warm ass and pussy squeezed down on my face underneath the fine material.For a few moments, she didn't move or say a word. She seemed to just be letting me take in the feeling of being smothered under her crotch and ass.She smelled delicious. Her soft ass cheeks surrounded my face on all sides. I took in her. Not only had she masturbated earlier in the evening, but she had vigorously masturbated that morning, so there is plenty of her thick cum inside of her. She had been dripping all day. She always loved the sensation of having her juices still in her afterwards. She wondered if this would be enough to stop me, when I saw she was wet and hadn't cleaned up. To her surprise it had quite the opposite effect. My eyes gleamed. " What luck! I never dreamed I'd be getting a little cream pie like this. She tore open her shirt and unfastened her bra so that she could play with her nipples while I fucked her long and slow over her desk. Finally my stiff cock spurted shot after shot of hot jism deep into her belly, and our mingled wetness seaped out onto the pile of test papers she had left lying on the desk. “God, did I need that,” she sighed when we had gathered our breath. “And you too, I bet.” “That was unbelievable!” I exclaimed. “But look what a mess we have made of our selves. We can’t go.