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Expensive Department Store

... small and firm, now the skirt." She blushed red as she unbuttoned the skirt and allowed it to fall to the floor. She slowly steps out of it. Now she is only wearing her cotton briefs and low heeled shoes. She covers her crotch with her hands and a tear rolls down her cheek. " The panties too," I said. Ashlyn sighs heavily and rolls her panties down her hips and over her legs. She slowly steps out of them and stood facing me, naked, her hands covering her crotch. She stares at me as I sat behind my desk. She cab see that I'm stroking myself while I watched her. " Move your hands," I commanded, " and spread those legs a little." Ashlyn slowly moves her hands away and stood with her legs slightly apart. I stood up and walked over to where she stood, naked. I walked around her a couple of times without speaking. Ashlyn wanted to get dress and wanted this to be over. I'm was behind her now and I move close enough where she feels my breath on her shoulders. Suddenly she feels my hands slip over her arms and around to her chest. My massive hands grasp her breasts completely and I squeeze them hard. Ashlyn grunted. Only five days out from her period, not only are her breasts swollen but they are exquisitely tender. " Please, don't," Ashlyn begs. I mumble something about jail and she got the meaning. My hands left her breasts and I came in front of her. Ashlyn glances downward as I buried my hand over her mons and push a finger between her cunt lips. I quickly find her clit and gave ...

... it a pressured rub. She fought back the feelings, but knew her clit will quickly hardened to my touch. My finger slides past her clit and into her vagina. " Already wet, I knew it," I said as I push my finger inside her. Ashlyn is mortified that her body betrayed her in such a fashion. She starts to close her legs as I work a second finger into her cunt. For some reason, she can't close her legs against my intrusion. Mercifully, I remove my fingers and wipe them in her hair. I then walked back to my desk and sat down. " Over here, Ashlyn, give me a blow job," I ordered. Ashlyn just stood, frozen. The word " blow job," stung in her ears. She cannot believe what I just ordered her to do. Ashlyn remembers her wimp boyfriend and how she detested sucking him and now this man, her boss is wanting the same. " I can't," Ashlyn blurted out. " Okay," I responded and picked up the phone. Ashlyn started walking slowly over to where I sat. She knelt down behind my desk and between my legs and stared at the bulge behind my zipper. " Ashlyn, if I have to ask twice again, I will not stop in calling the police," I informed her, " and this is self-service so get to work." She slowly unzips the pants and work her hand inside. She is shocked to find I'm not wearing underwear. She wraps her hands around what feels like a baseball bat and pulls it from my trousers. Ashlyn stares wide-eyed at my 9 inch penis that is at least four inches around. " You'd better hurry it up, slut," I said, aggravation ...