1. Michele's Mistake - 3


    Date: 6/19/2017, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Interracial Sex, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    hour and didn’t mean any harm. I’m a little angry at Sir for taking the janitor's side. He must have noticed by my reply that this was the case, as he told me that we would discuss this later tonight and I should get to work as if nothing had happened. That is easier said than done, but I go on about my business and start filing today's work. The feeling of fullness keeps me thinking about Sir. It’s a constant reminder of him, as I go about the office. The time ticks by slowly because I thinking about seeing him later. His text sounded as though he might be angry with me. The thought of that almost makes me cry. I think back to how I treated the janitor and maybe I was too harsh with him. It’s not like I meant to be, I was just startled and ashamed of being caught. I finally sit down for lunch. The plug presses inside me, rubbing against the thin membrane of my pussy, his pussy. I find myself adjusting while I eat my can of tuna. When I’m finished, I go to the restroom and clean up. I only have a couple of hours before my shift is up. When I go back out, I see the same janitor there. I avert my eyes, as my face flushes. He apologises again, as I walk away. When I get into one of the offices, I wish that I would have stopped and apologised to him for my rudeness. When I summon up the courage to do that, he’s no longer out there. I make it a vow to find him again in the next few days to do just that. Maybe Sir will be proud of me and he will show some pity. Several minutes ...
    later, I get a text from Sir. He plans to meet me in the 3rd floor closet again, about 30 minutes before my shift ends. I busy myself with the last few files. Walking around with this plug has been teasing me all night. The silky blouse teasing my nipples doesn’t help any either. My juices have been leaking down my thighs. I smell my arousal. I’m a flustered mess, by the time I pack up my things and head to the 3rd floor. I slip into the closet and remove my clothes. I tie the cleaning cloth on as a blindfold again. I’m kneeling in my presentation position when the door opens. I more afraid that it's not him because of the bathroom incident. A hand runs through my hair. I purr, as a thumb rubs across my lips. I take it into my mouth and gently suck on it. This for some reason, sooths me. I feel a gentle calming of my body. I know somehow, that it’s him, my Sir. I press my breasts out, offering them to his touch. He reaches down and cups my left breasts. A gasps escapes from my lips, that are still around his thumb, and I suck harder. I hear a low grumble from Sir. His hand teases my nipple, twisting it gently at first, then pulling it away from my body. I moan again and swirl my tongue around, as if it were his cock. He moves his hand to my other breast, teasing it too. My head falls back in rapture, feeling his hands on me again is in and of itself a release. “I want to get into another position Michele. Get on all fours, with your legs spread, your head resting on the floor.” I ...
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