The irony of it! I was called to their desks multiple times under the pretense of doubt solving.I was greeted with slight brushes of hands on my back,... stomach, neck, arms, armpits. The brushes were getting harder with time. What started under the pretense of unintentional brushes soon became hard and heavy groping of my pussy, waist, nipples, ass, lips, neck, etc.It was almost lunch break and I was about to heave a sigh of relief thinking at least things didn’t get too much out of hand. I went. She was taking itdeep into her throat. The feeling of her blow-job was immense and I controlledhard my ejaculation.She looked at me teasingly and herhead under my dick and said “This is my game now. If you pour your cumnow, you lose the game and I can do whatever I want with you” I had towork hard to control my ejaculation as she literally brushed her teeth my withhoney cock. After a while, she said “I give up I said “thenthis means I get to do whatever I want with you with a wicked smile. She. It sounded vaguely like something coarse softly trailing along the ground and the quiet padding of footsteps. He turned slowly, and was both surprised and awed by what stood before him. It had a vaguely feminine humanoid form, but was comprised of what looked to be constantly shifting black shadows in various undefinable shapes, and Jack couldn't seem to focus entirely on the figure without looking down or away unconciously. He knew somehow, that whatever this figure was it wasn't something he. It was 20 degrees cold inside the cabin and we were very very horny for each other.The kissing went on for 15 minutes. Then I pulled her hairs and lift and banged her on the table. All the things on the table were thrown away and it was made our make out bench. Now I lifted both her legs and slowly started to lick her inner thighs and slowly went down to her pussy.Ah, god it was smelling like heaven. The mix of all juices of her pussy was making my dick harder than the hardest ever. I couldn’t.