Patel turned to reach for the vodka behind him, I slipped my hand under the hem of her skirt and cupped her pussy.The intention was to put her off and... make her laugh as I fingered her cunt while she was talking to him, but I underestimated her badly.As he turned round to inquire if we wanted anything else, without even so much as a blink in her eye, she said sweetly."No thank you, Mr. Patel, I think that's all for now." and she spurted some pee over my hand!We were still laughing as we ran. God, I’ll have to tell my parents and my friends. They’ll bug me about my plans. How am I going to pay the rent anyway? I’ve got enough saved for a couple of months, but then what? Back to Mom and Dad at 26? I feel my brow furrowing already. Christ, my unemployment honeymoon is over after one afternoon nap. I don’t have anything planned for this evening. I’ve been coming home spitting most Fridays and not wanted much activity. But I feel like staying in is a bad idea tonight. I don’t feel like. I returned her looks. There was some back and forth between them that I couldn't make out before they separated.Suddenly the first girl was back in my office all afire as she locked the door. She dropped her purse on the chair before making a show of raising her skirt and removing her panties. As she sexily raised her feet one at a time, I got a birds-eye view of her shaven snatch. Bending down to retrieve her shed undies, the girl then tossed them onto my desk before crawling underneath.As. Victor was Helena’s Master, but he was also her personal trainer, keeping her in top physical condition at all times. Though he trained her in two different aspects of her life, one aspect being her physical conditioning, the other being her sex life, he’d always wanted to combine the two and dominate her using both. Sometimes when he was working on weight-training exercises with her in the gym, he would see things that at that very moment he would have liked to fuck her on, or whip her with,.