Emma’s hand went across to his trousers, moving it down steadily until he’s cock could be felt then squeezing it softly. Her mind was to distant t... realise its extensiveness at this stage, her senses we’re between her own legs, Robert’s hand advance downwards, his fingers now toying with the hem of her dress, tucking it underneath, as if to remove its presence. His hand then found her inner leg; he’s cock jumped once more; this time it brought Emma back to reality, her hand but not her fingers. It felt nice and soft, very expensive–they’d all been a little surprised that Derek had just been hired straight into such a nice position, complete with a corner office and the funds to decorate it however he liked. But that didn’t seem so surprising now. ‘Because I don’t trust you. I mean, none of us ever trusted you, Derek. You were always an oily bastard, and we all figured you must have some kind of hold on Ms Plimpton to get this job to begin with, but I really don’t trust you now.’ Tap. More

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