Working for a living …

Anal

Working for a living …I work in a cubicle, so there isn’t much privacy. Sometimes, though, I can sneak on here and read messages and stories, even if I can’t watch videos. On occasion, I get so turned on that I have to relieve the pressure or I feel I might explode!I like to wait as long as I can, just to prolong the agony … then, I make my way down the hall to the public restroom.Going into a stall, I lock the door behind me and quickly pull down my pants. Leaning forward against the door, I imagine you kissing my back and neck as I rub myself through my panties. The feel of my growing clit through the thin cotton starts my pussy to moistening. I can feel your cock getting harder and bigger against my esenyurt escort ass. My knees begin to weaken as the crotch of my panties gets wetter and wetter … so I stop the delicious torture and lower them to the floor.Sitting on the toilet, I place one foot on the handicap railing, lean back and close my eyes, my pussy opening itself to the cool air. My hands go to my overheated core, rubbing my thighs and tickling my lips before spreading those lips and dipping inside for some of my own natural lube. My right hand starts to rub my clit (softly at first) while my left cups my breast. I squeeze and pinch my nipple as I picture you there, between my legs, licking and sucking avrupa yakası escort my clit and my pussy lips. I gasp as you reach up to knead my breast, pinching the nipple hard.I bite my lip to stifle a moan as your mouth brings me closer and closer to the edge! Your tongue on my pussy lips is driving me crazy! But when you clamp your mouth over my clit and start to suck, swirling your tongue around the sensitive nub, I explode! My hands clasp at your head, wrapping themselves in your hair as my legs quiver and my hips buck!! You hold onto my thighs and don’t stop until I am crying out in ecstasy!!At that moment, I hear the bathroom anadolu yakası escort door open and I am roused from my reverie. My eyes fly open and I take a moment to remember where I am. My pussy is still convulsing and my legs are shaking … I place my finger in my mouth and bite to stop from gasping and moaning.I finally compose myself enough to stand and I pull my panties back up to hug my pussy. The compulsion to fully dampen them takes me and I rub the crotch into my juices, my now tender clit pushing back at me – it’s so sensitive now that I feel a momentary jolt! As I pull on my pants I smile and lean against the door again, waiting for the other person to leave.When I emerge from the stall, I can see in the mirror that my face is flushed and my eyes are slightly glassy. I fluff my hair, wipe my eyes, and leave the bathroom, the scent of “our” sex lingering in the behind and on my hands.Returning to my desk, I find it difficult to concentrate on the task at hand … maybe I need to take another break? Meet me in the supply closet? 😉