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Laura was employed by the government, at the Department of Families. She worked on a casual schedule - Mondays, Thursdays and Fridays only, from 9 to 5. She was a mere data entry clerk, entering invoices and receipts into the system and doing odd jobs for whichever section needed help. It was easy work, and that was exactly how Laura liked it. She had a lot of days off, she had little responsibility, and she got to browse the internet for most Nipples of the day. For work, Laura liked to dress professionally. She wore a blouse, a jacket, and a short professional skirt, much like she had worn to the Mayim Clinic last night. The idea was to look businesslike and appropriate. Laura liked to tease boys, but that was only when she was on her own turf. At work, most of the men were old, and unattractive, and in positions of power over her. She didn't want to encourage them any more than she had to. Unfortunately, to some extent Laura betrayed herself. She was too much of a fashionista to wear unattractive clothes, so her sucking business clothes were elegantly cut and beautiful, in a functional way. She wore high heels, that accentuated her legs, and made her look both sexy and vulnerable. She wore bright pink panties and bra, because pink was her favorite color, she liked to indulge herself, and after all no one was going to see them. And, to top it off, no clothes could disguise her bright pink anime-girl hair or her large breasts. In short, even dressed as professionally as she knew how, Laura still looked eminently fuckable. Erica drove both girls to work, dropping Laura off before continuing to her own higher-paid job. All the trip, Laura sat in uncharacteristic silence, thinking about last night at the clinic. Already it seemed like a strange dream; despite her objective knowledge of what she had done, it didn't seem quite real that she had sat naked for two hours and let a vibrator masturbate her to five orgasms, while a stranger watched. Laura alternated between thinking it surely couldn't have been as bad as she remembered and panicking at how slutty she must have looked. By the time Erica dropped Laura off, Laura's pussy had become uncomfortably teacher wet. Laura felt awkward. It wasn't like her to get aroused quite this easily. It must still be the residue of last night's drugs, blowjob she thought. She would need to clean herself up or spend the day surrounded by the odor of aroused cunt. There were toilets inside the building where she could clean up, but she didn't want to even set foot inside the building with a flushed face or smelling like sex. Instead, she found a small, unattractive alleyway alongside the Department building, where the office kept its trash bins, and used some tissues from her handbag to tentatively wipe the moisture away from her Hardcore cunny. She had to be careful as she didn't want to excite herself even more. After she'd managed to mostly dry her groin, she waited a few more minutes, thinking un-sexy thoughts, until her body had calmed down. Then she went inside. The worst part of Laura's work was definitely her boss, Alistair. He was a rude, lecherous pig. He was nearly 50, but Laura knew he was married to a big-titted 18-year old blonde who was young enough to be his granddaughter. “The board of trustees is meeting tonight,” I said. “Sure thing!” Ashley complied. Nipples “Somebody shoot her.” I helped her out of the car, she reeked of cum and booze. He fully intended eating that hot cunt again. My God... When I settle my aching bones down, I prepare to open the envelope with its apparently important blowjob message. “Master, what is that woman doing in the wall?” she asked, teacher speaking about the news anchor. My cum fired out of me. Pleasure slammed through my mind as I grunted through my orgasm. I blinked at her as she smoothed her skirt and stepped back. I could make this drive in my sleep. There are too many people around for them Hardcore to rape us." Chasni harshly admonishes him. She looked puzzled, butI sucking didn't respond. Thinking she was not being watched, I would catch her quickly giving her nipples a pinch, or rubbing her hand across the crotch of her jeans, not seeming to understand why. It was a hefty load.