I braced myself as he moaned and thrust into me slowly, inch by inch feeling the tight velvet walls of my young fuck hole.“Fuck! She is tight!” he... moaned as he started to piston his throbbing meat into my stretched hole. Mr. Redding dismounted my face and knelt beside us, feeling my tits as his friend started to jack hammer my willing little cunt.“Oh fuck you’re even better than I ever imagined!” he screamed as he pounded me harder and rougher.“OH YES YES YES YES! FUCK ME! GET YOUR MONEY’S. It was too risky. She had to ignore the tingling in her body whenever T’ s brown eyes locked on to hers. Their boss had made it very clear to everyone in the office: The government had a zero-tolerance policy when it came to sexual harassment. Merely paying someone a compliment was enough to get you a reprimand; asking them out on a date could mean the end of your career. And yet, there was Sasha, almost certain that whatever she felt for T, T felt for her, too. She imagined romantic evenings. But keep in mind that Susie's "breasts" were really not much more than just glorified, puffed-out, enlarged nipples anyway.Sharon, on the other had, definitely could have worked at Hooters, if she had wanted to. But right now, she was lying on her back--on top of what looked like an opened-up sleeping bag--underneath Susie. Sharon had her head on a pillow, and she had her legs spread far apart, in order to give Susie easy access to her bare, hairy honeypot.And just like Susie, Sharon was. She also pulled out a pair of white thigh-high stockings that she was going to be wearing underneath (it was some sort of flower festival and she had to play a virgin goddess).She asked me to leave the room so that she could get changed. I did so and went into her brothers room so that I could talk to him, all the while I was listening for her coming out of her room so that I could sneak in and feel the stockings.A little later on I heard her come out of her room to go use the bathroom so I.