1. Peal necklace pleasure


    Date: 9/1/2016, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Author: merlinnz, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Sally’s pussy, I was transfixed. My dick was straining to be released. I had gone from dangle to strangle in seconds. I could feel it throb. Dare I lean a bit further. Dare I not. The possibility of actually seeing her hairy, (would she be hairy?), pussy was too much. I Inched forward a bit more. Then she leaned out and spread her legs a bit more. The side of her French knickers opened slightly more, I could easily see her pert bottom. Oh god it was tanned also. She did have an all over tan. Just a bit more. Lean over just a bit more. It was then I realised that Sally had been talking to me, but in my effort to see her pussy I had totally ignored her. She shouted at me and I jumped back. She climbed down the ladder, saying goodness knows what, all I was concerned with was coming up with a believable excuse for looking up her skirt. By the time she got down the ladder I was flushed with embarrassment. “You were looking up my skirt weren’t you”? Said Sally who was now directly in front of me, touching me almost as the space between shelves was very narrow. “You were looking at my fufu” Fufu, never heard that word before and in my confusement and embarrassment I blurted out, “Is that the French for French nickers’? Sally stared at me and moved forward, “You are a naughty dirty boy aren’t you”? I so hoped she was about to unzip me and give me a pearl wank, like Ken had told me about so many times before. Sally continued, “look at you, your willy is all big, and hard, and ...
    trying to get out….It wouldn’t surprise me if you were even stroking it when you were looking at my fufu…you are a dirty, rude boy” It was getting too much, Sally was saying these things, I’d just seen her bottom, and she was so close to me that when she spoke her breath fell upon my cheeks….Oh please Sally wank me, use your pearls I thought to myself. “Well then sonny,” said Sally, “you had best get out of here and go”, she paused, “Go and do what ever”! What! I was not expecting that, not at all. “Go on then, go ...go on….out of my sight”! Shit I was being dismissed, and being told off, all in one. It was then that Sally moved closer to me pushing me back slightly. Her breasts pushing into my chest. I swear her nipples were hard. “Go on then, wriggle past if you must, you naughty boy” Oh shit this was way too exciting but I was being told off, wasn’t I? I extracted myself turned to Sally who stood there all schoolmarm like, “Go, go” She said. So I did. I made straight for the toilet and knocked one out. I didn’t go back to the records room and didn’t see Sally till work on Monday morning. I was very confused. What had happened? Would I be reported, Would Sally say anything? Neither! A few weeks later I mentioned what had happened to Ken. He said that it was her way of teasing and testing someone out. He said he wouldn’t be surprised that if at some point in the future she’d send for me again down the records room and I’d experience the pearl wank. It never happened, sadly.
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