Sure, i start to slip on my over coat but Andy won't let me. He wants me to go like the slut i am dressed as.I get out of the van and start the long w...alk to snack area. My 5 inch cock is clearly visible through my see thru panties and all the cars I walk by are staring at me. I am so stoned I could care less, as I walk several guys and girls reach out and grope me, on guy actually grabs my cock and tries to jerk it, i break free and keep walking. Once in line i feel a guy pressing up behind. He didn't know that those very panties were being pulled off of her by another man not 9 hours ago. Erica spent all day at work thinking about that huge cock, and when she saw Jason walk into work for his shift at one, her pussy actually moistened, and she had to squeeze her legs together tightly to control her arousal, and only succeeded in making things worse. They shared a smile; they talked as friends, turning each other on throughout the afternoon. Erica left at 4:30. That night, Randy. All of the lunch ladies had left by now, but the small TV up on the wall was playing soap operas as 4 old black men were passing a joint around, laughing and making comments on the show. They stopped and looked at us as we walked out.“Now whatcha ‘spose this here is all about?” one said to another, still holding a joint.“Looks like he jus broke him off some booty.” Another commented, causing the rest to crack up with laughter. “Come ‘ere boy.” The first one spoke to Brandon, who guided me in. Without a word she had gone in. She had been a bundle of nerves as her hands trembled slightly while shuffling the papers. But soon she had gotten into a rhythm and had all but forgotten the silent man sitting across from her. Then she had done the unthinkable. Just as she would have with Michael or Matthew, she invited him into her space by asking for clarification on a smudged document. In an instant he was by her side peering over her shoulder. His warm breath had caressed her cheek as she.