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” She pushed the chair back far enough so she was out of view if someone walked by and looked in, I grabbed a contract off of my desk so it didn’t look out of place the way I was sitting, as Lauren undid my pants and let my rock hard cock fly free I couldn’t believe it was happening. “Wow! If I had known your cock was this nice, I would’ve done this a LONG time ago.” She looks me in the eyes as she rubs her hand up and down it, she never stops starring. Then it happened.. She put my cock into her warm wet mouth and all I could do was let out a moan. It felt so good, the way she was rubbing her tongue over my cock head, her mouth up and down the rest, her hand at the base. She started going to town, it took everything in me to focus on what was going on. I couldn’t believe this was happening, let alone in my office, with my door open, with all of my associates right out there working on the cases that I set out for them. Right as she adjusted and put my entire 6.5 inches down her. Specially when the hands go between my legspatting ever so lovingly around my genitals. With that job completed,but still kept under wraps. I stood open mouthed, watching Mummy andDenise 'manhandled' what looked like a folding table in. Placing it nextto the bath, a large towel and a couple of pillows put over it. "Now upyou get my girl and lie flat on your back," I was ordered.Once covered from neck down by large fluffy towels, one covering eachleg to keep me warm. I watched in disbelief as shaving cream, a smallbowl of warm water with a safety raiser and shaving brush sitting in itwere placed beside me. "Part your legs darling and stay very still,while Mummy gets rid of all those nasty hairs down there," I knew toobey. Guess this is like an operating theatre, me the patient, Mummy andDenise the surgeons. After cutting away most of the hair with scissors,Denise lathered all around Lily, now it was Mummy's turn to work theraiser. Thankfully I don't possess a large forest of pubic.
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