As Kayla was slowly and almost gently rubbing the whip along Helen’s exposed skin, Helen started getting tingle as the leather came closer and close...r to her pussy. Trying her best to fight back her growing arousal, her resolve inevitably lost out as the bulbous end of the whip penetrated her labial lips, and rhythmically saw itself in and out of her well lubricated hole, to her utmost pleasure.As Kayla was expertly masturbating Helen with the whip, she had Heather let go of her arms. She then. She takes off my pants struggling a bit to get them over my enormous cock. I accidentally slap her in the face with my cock but she likes it. We don't speak at all, we just lose ourselves in the moment. She quickly puts some music on, playing a Pandora radio station, contemporary rock appropriate for the office. She sucks me for a while, deep throating. I push my giant pencil into her sharpener and let her polish it off. She stuffs my tie into her mouth and then rolls her panties down. . " You've done everything? I thought you had more to do before we did the time cards?" No ma'am, I'm done with everything pending. There's really not that much to do. I'll ask Julie, perhaps I can help her for a while."Ms. White looked a little funny, "My regular secretary is always snowed under. Are you sure you've done everything?" Come on out and help me look. I think I've done everything, but I might have missed where more work is kept."Ms. White came out to my desk, looked in the drawers. She was beautiful, stunningly dressed, taller than me and she took my breath away." No money," I gurgled."We'll sort it," the young man replied, and again I turned and was swept away by his handsome face and toned body.Not knowing which way to turn, I meekly let them take me by each arm into the VIP room as the doors silently closed behind us.The clientele was clearly very rich and very experienced at the gambling tables. Thankfully I was able to watch for a while as I took stock of what had.