My hard nipples were just visible through the material and the skirt could barely cover my ass cheeks. I looked like a real slut.Victor could not resi...st coming up and hugging me from behind. He slipped his hand under the mini skirt and I felt two of his naughty fingers entering my wet pussy lips…Then he drove me to the sex shop.As we walked in, the guy behind the counter asked if we were going to the theatre; because I was dressed to be fucked. Victor asked if there were many men inside. The. I was already trembling with excitement. I stopped sucking his throbbing dick and jumped on his dick. I rode him so hard that he came in minutes! I was so disappointed. I got off and asked him to leave. He tried to caress me but I was so let down that I acted like a bitch and asked him to get going because I had an early morning. The next couple of weeks were awkward but I managed. Then on a Saturday night, I saw a mature man walk into the club. He commanded such authority. I was intrigued. "What on Earth are you doing in here Dave? Off in LaLa land again? I just got a call from Mark Sanders, says its vital you meet him for a conference this evening. Do you know who that is? I looked his name up in the rolodex and didn’t see it and it’s not on your schedule."She was always checking up on me, sometimes I felt like she was my mother instead of my secretary. She probably could have been. They were about the same age and had the same meddlesome nosiness about them. She was also one of. But it probably only made him more horny. He held my head and rammed his cock into my mouth until it stops. He said I was his tail, then his penis, firm clash with my thick lips wrapped around and blow his long thick cock hard. I wept, retched, implored him, because he stuck his penis up to my throat, that he should leave it out. But Frank was just harder. Frank spurt his seed, finally in my mouth, I swallowed some and the other part was I had to last for more bubbles from his mouth. He forced.