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Although totaling seven floors, the old building was occupied only on the lower four. Floors five and six had been turned into storage and filing areas, as well as the locations of several large servers for the company’s networking systems. Floor seven remained fairly unexplored. Partly because no one in the small company had the time to go exploring and partly because a few of the employees felt that the leftover desks, chairs, and even papers of the 1950s tenants were a little bit creepy. A few employees, however, did take to exploring the building during their lunch breaks. This included Chynia Jansen, an intern hoping to work her way into a permanent position.
Wish List
We stop at every corner, peering in darkened windows and stealing hot kisses, just to draw the thread out even longer. We get to his building and the two black men at the front desk in security guard uniforms nod and grin. They know him and tip their heads at me in approval. It is good to know they like what they see. It is good for him to know this, too; to know that other men see me and want me. My throbbing pussy pulses even harder.
Birthday Blowout
You keep one hand on my hardness and the other over my eyes as you take me out of your mouth.
“Didn’t I tell you it was magnificent?” you ask.
“Uh-huh,” a feminine voice answers enthusiastically.
Before I can react, the other woman takes me into her mouth, licking and sucking with abandon. I can tell it’s her and not you. I know your mouth so well. I pull your hand away from my eyes and see Julie looking up at me, dark hair spilling over her shoulders, green eyes twinkling with mischief in the dark, her mouth full on my raging hard-on.
“Happy Birthday,” you whisper in my ear. “How do you like your present?”
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