They were a golden brown and firm. The legs were cut off by a sun dress at mid-thigh. The dress was slightly higher in the back due to a protruding re...ar. He shook his head. "Damn at the construction of that" he thought.He got to the front of the line and ordered. Moved down, received his food and then found a table near the middle of the room. After filling his drink, he sat down, looked up, and she was sitting a booth across from him. Her booth was turned perpendicular to his vision and he. I tried to keep it to weekends so I wouldn’t be too sore or worn out the next day at work. Our sessions were anywhere from an hour to an hour and a half. There were times that he would stay erect and swollen for quite a while so I was trapped until the knot relaxed enough for me to pull free. I’m basing that time from when he penetrated me until the knot was finally pulled out. Normally he would cum within fifteen minutes or a little more. I was aware of this because it feels like a warm flood. “Have a seat, Nicole.” He gestured toward the armchair opposite his desk.I thanked him, and sat down, crossing my legs. Instead of taking his own seat, he simply leaned against the edge of the desk directly across from me and placed his hand in his pockets. My attention was drawn once more to his crotch, the bulge being even more noticeable at this close, and particularly larger then it had been before. He asked me a few questions about my work experience, of which I admitted I hadn’t had much. “Who is she?” I said, grabbing the grief-stricken kid’s mobile from his hand. On the screen a selfie of Anton with a nice brown cock in his hand. I scrolled though his other photo’s, there were a couple of pussy pics, but most of them were Anton sucking, being sucked or with a cock deep in his arse. “Please Boss, don’t tell anybody about this,” Anton pleaded, one hand clutching the jeans pulled up to cover his stiffy and the other trying to grab his mobile back. I’d fancied this lad ever since.