Home for a Cummy Lunch

Immediately Rebecca crossed her legs and picked up her cup of coffee as John, stockings a logistical support specialist came in and started in to this big deal about parts and demand and how it was getting snarled up. I listened to him but my gaze keep returning to Rebecca, who was sitting there with a pussy full of cum and a golf ball in it to keep Toys all of my cum from pouring out on the inside of her skirt. She appeared to be listening very kink attentively and even responded to some of his statements. I was surprised. I figured we were busted and would have to do some quick explaining. But that didn’t happen. After almost twenty minutes John’s phone started to ring and he excused himself. As soon as he was out the door I told Rebecca to close it. As soon as the latch clicked she immediately froze in place and waited for her next set of instructions. I had never even imagined that this would work to such a degree. Rebecca was completely under my control and I was going to prove it to myself. “Rebecca,” I said as I pulled a small Dixie cup out of my second desk drawer. “I want you to use this cup high heels to catch all of my cum that is in your pussy and then drink it.” Without the slightest bit of hesitation she stood up, took the blowjob cup from my hand while hiking her skirt up with her other hand. Spreading her feet apart she placed the cup between her legs and pushed. It took only a second for the golf ball to squirt out and fall into the cup before a thick stream of sperm followed. Repeatedly I could hear her bear down as fewer and fewer glops fell into the cup. After just a minute she brought the cup from between her legs and poured the entire contents, golf ball and all, into her mouth. Once her lips closed it was only a matter of a second before she pushed the golf ball out between her tightened lips. With a shit eating smile she swallowed. Now we can both see the pictures really good . . . “Shit dude, you put cameras in the bathroom? She told me sadly. I kissed her, working my high blowjob heels mouth against hers, savoring the feel of her against me. She didn't move for a moment. “Affirmative,” PLATO replied. Over her head, the dress sailed into the corner of the room. I’m not kissing the others.” she spat. "we fucked for about 2 hours and she was like a wild woman.. A chuckle of delight rippled around Toys the room. They could both see his stained panties. “Go slow.” she commanded, this is the really important part. And past the deputy came the town’s nurse/practitioner to attend to the wounded of which there were three. She got around. Cindy had given thought to what stockings she would do when he squirted and decided it was time to taste him. With a sigh, she rolled over and scooped up her phone, her forefinger swiping across the answer icon. His belly protruded and drooped over the waistband, partially hiding it. This allows me much better access to her pussy. She wondered, if girls just walked around topless all the time, would guys eventually get bored with it? I could feel kink my pussy spasms and hoped that no one was looking. She'd not taken care of her early morning abulations, she had to pee like a mare racehorse, he led her to the bathroom. She looked intently at Sharon’s face trying to figure out what it meant. Doris, still looking puzzled, frowned at her. She did as she was told and knelt down in front of him.