You look down at Nancy's body as you press against her hip; grinding your bulge against her as it throbs under your pants.
Nancy looks up at you; her mouth hanging open as she breathes out of it, "I think we should probably stop, Mr ."
You run your fingers over her hard nipple and i pinch it lightly; giving it a tug as you look at her, "Are you sure, Miss Drew?"
"Y-yes... this is wrong... It's not very... professional," Nancy pants as she arches more; pushing her breast against your hand more.
You don't say anything for a moment; your hips rocking slowly against her, your hand up her sweater as you feel her up. Your hand slowly slips down her body; slipping out of her sweater.
"You're right, Nancy," You say.
Your hand slips down her front, however, finding the front of her skirt. You slide your hand over her bare inner thigh and you slide your hand higher; pushing up her skirt in front. You can hear her gasp as she feels your big, warm hand slipping up her thigh. You find her crotch; stroking the tips of your fingers across the soft fabric of her thong.
Nancy draws in a quick breath and whimpers as she parts her legs slightly, "Ohhh... Mr ! What're you doing?! Oooohhh god, sir!"
You love the sound of her moans and you start rubbing her warm lil pussy around and around in slow circles through her tiny light pink thong. You hook the edge of the crotch; tugging it aside. Your thick fingers slide over her bare pussy; feeling her warmth and wetness.
Nancy's eyes are closed tightly as she throws her head back. Her mouth is open wide, but no sound comes out. One hand grabs the doorknob in a death grip while her other slips around you; holding onto you as she opens her legs wider.
Your fingers slide along her slit and you wiggle two of them inside her; pushing in deeper. You can feel Nancy's hips shake and quiver as your invading fingers slide right inside her. She is impossibly tight as her little pussy stretches around your fingers.
Nancy's eyes suddenly snap open. |