She was usually quiet and frankly everyone thought she must be a terrible bore. She still wore those nerdy glasses, but here her blouse was open and h...er tits were shoved out of her tight bra. Her lacy panties were crumbled up on top of the toilet, next to her security tag. She had one leg up against the toilet paper dispenser, and the other knee against the wall of the stall.I was still admiring her remarkable tits, when I realised what she was doing. She is fucking herself at work, in a. He lit it for me and I took a deep drag... "Miss Smith, this is a serious matter, but I think that we can resolve the situation with your full cooperation." "I'll do anything." "That you will! Take off your clothes!" "What? I don't understand!" "Strip!" "No!" The colonel pushed a button on the side of the table and two armed black men entered the room. They strong armed me, held me so I couldn't move. The colonel walked up to me and with one powerful grab, ripped my pretty dress right off my. On my first week I was put to come in real early in themorning because the store was doing inventory. That's the first time I saw MrJones. He was a heavy, built black guy. I had heard he used to be ex footballplayer till an injury took him out. He was at the checkouts with his backto me. He was a good 6ft 2 and built big. He had huge hands and the slackswere desperately trying to contain his huge bubble butt.I almost coudnt stop staring at his ass. But he turned around and lookedtowards. The mutterings in the room continue.Just as Kate’s first orgasm starts to subside, Tom places his hands under her buttocks. He lifts her up slightly and then starts to fuck her from beneath. Thrusting form the hip, he pounds his long cock deep into her, making her tits jump and prolonging her orgasm.‘Uhm, uhm, uhm.” She grunts and groans, as each thrust slaps his groin against her clit.To the right Liz has pulled of Kate’s son, swallowing his load and now they lay together on the beanbag.