Vances Balls Slap Claires Asshole then he pile drives her belly Short film

We’ve found one or two stories that appear to be slightly rewritten copies of some of the text in my Journal, and one or two that are very similar to some of the adventures that we’ve had and that I’ve written about in my Journal. At first I was a bit annoyed about this, but Jon said that I should be honoured that someone thought our adventures were good enough to copy. I’ve started thinking that way as well. Temping I left my hairdressing job a while back. The management were getting a bit fed-up with me taking so much time off, so I quit. I was getting a bit bored at the end of last year, and after discussing it with Jon I signed-on for a Temp Agency. I didn’t do many jobs for them before quitting, but there were a couple that are worth telling you about. The first was a firm of Solicitors. It was only small with 3 qualified Solicitors and a couple of Secretaries. One of these was off sick and they needed someone for a couple of weeks to look after visitors and do the filing. The firm was founded by the old man Solicitor and the other 2 Solicitors are women in their thirties, both well over weight. The Agency told me that I would have to dress smartly so the weekend before I started I made a couple of skirts that are to mid-thigh – long for me. Jon made sure that they had slits up the back and front. I wore them with rather modest baggy blouses that tucked into the skirts. When I got there I found that the office is up some stairs right in the middle of town, and the receptionist’s desk is right at the top of the stairs. After I’d been introduced to everyone the Secretary showed me to my desk and told me that the girl that was off sick usually wore trousers and pointed to the blowjob front of the desk. No modesty board. I told her that I didn’t have any suitable trousers, which is almost true deepthroat – I don’t have any trousers. She just said, “Oh well, big cock I’m sure you’ll manage.” I smiled and thought, ‘you bet, this could be fun.’ I spent most of the first couple of days getting used to the telephone system before I managed to relax and start to have some fun. Each time I heard the door at the bottom of the stairs open I’d get back to my desk and sneak a look to see who it was. If it were a man I’d let my knees part and watch their eyes to see if they looked. If it was a hunky man and he looked, I’d let my Latina knees drift even further apart. After I’d phoned whoever to tell them that their visitor was there, I’d ask the visitors to sit in the waiting area that was in front of my desk, but to a slight angle. It’s amazing how the men would always sit on the seat that had the best view up my skirt. I made sure that some of them really go distracted from their business there. There are some filing cabinets just near the visitor seats and I made sure that I always had some documents that needed to be filed in the bottom cabinet. My duties took me into the old man Solicitor’s office quite a bit. When I handed him documents to sign I made sure that I bent forward so that he could look down the top of my blouse. His office is one of these ‘old world’ places with bookcases all up the walls with a little step ladder to get up to them. After a couple of days he started asking me to get the books that he wanted that were high up. I smiled the first time that he asked me as I knew exactly why he asked me; and I wasn’t going to disappoint him. By the end of the two weeks he was either a lot younger, or about to snuff if with over-excitement. The two female Solicitors were miserable things. I’m sure that they realised what was going on, but they never said anything, just gave me lots of work to do. The other Secretary always wore long skirts or trousers and never seemed to want to get into conversation. I caught her staring at me a couple of times, and it was a good job that her desk faced away from the visitor’s waiting area. At the end of my time there the old man thanked me for brightening the place up, and said that he wished that he could keep me petite on longer. You’ll each get a turn. Holly and Sara now stand to Latina either side of her. 7:25: Doorbell rang. There was no doubt she was home. I broke the kiss as Deana slammed into me. “I'm going to cum on your huge dick!” I howled “I'm going to cum so hard!” You couldn’t beat it. She took another cloth and very carefully wiped him clean taking extra time to caress his dripping cock, squeezing a blowjob big cock few last drops of cum out of his wilting prick. They would kiss and he would squeeze her breast, as they fucked harder than last time. I unbuttoned my pants (remember the metal teeth, seems women just don’t understand about those teeth) and she pulled my pants down, her mouth went around my limp cock deepthroat and soon she was sucking my cock, pulling it away from my body and getting another mouthful and sucking me off. I looked away from the TV and studied her face. “Fuck, are all the curtains open?” petite Maybe I should ask them for satisfaction. "The more the better" he answered. And what if these too started using my ass? She then held her cock with one hand and started teasing my ass by sling her cock head up and down in my ass crack. She was the first high-elf to undergo the transformation, though she would not be the last. “I might’ve been the castle carousel, but I don’t remember ever giving you a ride, Sullen Soren.