”“And i want to see straight legs when you’re at the filing cabinet.” Added Mr Greene. "Oh and errr. The blouse. Take off the blouse.” Reluc...tantly Denise undid the buttons one her blouse, slipping it off her shoulders and placing it on the desk. All she had on was her bra, and her stockings and her knickers (at thigh length) and her high heels.She could feels the eyes on her as she teetered toward the filing cabinet. Her knickers restricted her walk. Her hands doing everything they could to. She laughed at me and sked me to sit in the chair and asked to follow her instructions. She asked me to hold my penis point upwards and asked me to push the penis fore skin up and down. I did as she said but did it wrongly. She then came near me demonstrated it my pushing my penis fore skin up and down at a steady phase. Immediately my penis started to expand and became rock hard. She asked me to do it my self. Since it was the first time, i again did it wrongly. Then she said she will do it. He smiled as he stood up and pulled his pants down……..his cock was extremely hard. He walked up behind her and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her wet slit and teasing her clit. Alisha felt the head of his cock at the entrance to her vagina and felt him sliding it inside her very slow, making sure his cock was properly lubricated before he went all the way inside her. Alisha pulled one foot out of her jeans and panties and spread her legs wide, taking all of his cock she could. . It had been years since...The club was centered on golf, money, exclusivity and being white only. In other words a real southern, rich redneck hangout. There would never be a black member; there was very seldom a black guest. I turned away from the main room where the reception was being held and went to one of the several bars that were serving the guests, and ordered a glass of wine. I heard a deep voice with an Ivy League accent behind me finishing a conversation. As I took my wine and.