"Go right in, Miss Johnson is expecting you." Thank you, Richard," Miss Grant said, heading for another door."At least it sounds like she's a successf...ul model," George said."I don't see why," Marion sniffed. "She has too many curves." You're telling me!" George..." she warned."Marion, those are now my curves, too!" George explained. "And I assure you I don't like being bent." Ginger!" the woman in the inner office said from her filing cabinet, her back to them. "Take a seat; I'll be with you in. Sexual partners. But she had to be. She'd let him cum inside her. She'd cooed in his ear as the tip of his prick kissed her cervical lips and then drenched those lips with sperm. She'd whispered in his ear that she wanted his essence deep inside her, urging him to cum in her. That thought drifted on as his prick began weeping drips of precum in preparation of flooding her inner lips again.He rolled over, reaching for his lover.The first thing he realized was that his lover had shrunk. At the. . . ." as she closed her eyes, trying not to moan so loudly,while still trying to control her own breathing, "What if. . .what if. . .like somebody comes in here?"But he wasn't listening. He was too occupied pushing his finger in and out of her, while using his tongue all around her wet, swollen clit. When he felt she was ready, he slowly entered a second finger into her, stretching her young virgin honey hole just a bit more. "You like that, baby girl?" he asked, continuing with his gentle. My initial joy had suddenly changed to disappointment and my confidence suddenly eroded.It was my plan to stand at the bar to be certain everyone could see what I had, but instead plopped myself on a stool pouting like a true sissy. After a few drinks, I couldn’t help but notice one of the guys step outside. I thought to myself, “what the hell, why not” and went out a few moments behind him. I was kinda embarrassed that I ran right into him just outside the door and quickly fumbled for my phone.