Belly Dance

Her breasts crushed against mine, ourhard nipples rubbing against each other with fiery friction...her cockwas hard and growing harder against my soft...stomach...and I wanted itinside me...her fingers interlaced with mine as she held my handlovingly against the mat and pinned my tongue down with her own for a"ONE...TWO...THREE!" count. When she finally freed my limbs, theyinstinctively wrapped around her, my legs encircling her hips and myhands running through her luxurious black hair, pulling. "It's difficult enough for women employed at MilSys to be taken seriously as managers; my position would be undermined by any gossip. You do see my problem, Mister Desmond?"I nodded wearily. We always maintained a formally polite atmosphere between us; she was always Ms. Weston and I Mr. Desmond.On one occasion, on the way back to her office from lunch, I screwed up my courage and asked straight out. "Would you prefer I didn't call in to see you when I'm on site?"She stopped and stared at me,. More

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