Her pussy was dripping and she knew, just knew that the black, lacy thong she wore under her skirt was soaked. She also knew that if she was to get up...right now and look, there would be a damp spot on her leather desk chair. By the time she had gotten home that night, Miranda was so wet and aroused that she could hardly think straight. It was a very good thing, she had a lot of errands to run after work, because every time she even thought about touching herself, his last text to her about. She was wearing a tight fitting pair of black trousers, which showed off her great arse perfectly, a tight top with string straps and you could clearly see that she was wearing a bra.She came back into the lounge and sat down on the floor opposite me, leaning forward slightly which gave me a great view down her cleavage. We sat chatting about events of the past week for a while, how she never spotted me perving over her tits is beyond me and the fact I kept shifting in my seat to try and hide. More

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