How many times did Gwen fuck you last night?" Iturned red, which is really obvious on my pale skin. "Two times? Threetimes?" His hand went to my as...s, and gripped it. I moaned involuntarily,earning a chuckle from Nathan. His finger pressed against my hole and slidin smoothly. "Still some lube in there I see" Nathan said, chucklingagain. He slid his finger in and out, pressing my prostate firmly. "Shesent me here you know." He added 2nd finger, opening me up wider. My cockwas rock hard. Anne knew that she couldn’t have kept going much longer. It was only because the last couple of weeks had been fairly simple test-and-record sessions that she’d managed. Now, maybe, they would be able to able to relax… some. Oh, there’d be more work, she knew. That wouldn’t stop. Soon, she’d have to think about a successor product. But for now she could go back to working sensible hours. ‘How about you, Denise?’ she asked. Denise looked at her, unable to fathom her meaning. ‘I mean, will you be. Sandra, being the obvious girl she was merely walked over andlowered her dripping vagina onto Marianne's meat with a smile on herface."Oh, that's good. That's amazing!" As she began riding Marianne hergirlish moans increased more and more, her breasts flopping about wildly.Marianne at one point just put her hand over her mouth and motioned herto stop."Hold on, and be quiet." Marianne pushed her off for a moment and reachedin her desk."What, what did I do?" Get over here." Yeah, yeah, okay. Julia looked in and hesitated. “Sir, I’m supposed to see you today.” I was always a bit surprised yet pleased at that young age to hear myself called “sir,” especially by a girl.“Yes Julie, come on it and close the door behind you.”Julie was a short, plump girl with frizzy reddish-brown hair which she tied up behind her head; she wore glasses. On that day she had on a white blouse and a long dark blue skirt that went down to her ankles. Her outfit was typical for an office girl of that era.I.