The secretary's hot pants

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Cunt was in the air.

Cindy Cox sniffed as she opened the door to the stockroom; the stink of sex was like a hot blast. She glanced automatically down to her crotch, tightening her legs, as though expecting it to be coming from her – and felt the old familiar itch as the walls of her cunt started to crawl. Jesus! In another minute she'd be sopping wet if she didn't get her mind on something else!

A giggle came from the back of the cavernous stockroom just as she was reaching for the light switch. Cindy froze, her sharp hazel eyes piercing the gloom that was relieved only by the skylight overhead.

"Zeke! Be careful – oh!"

"Shit, Elsie, you know you like it. What the fuck you fightin' for?"

"Because a girl doesn't want a man to think she's a pushover just because he's got a great big cock, that's why stop it, Zeke! You're getting me all slimy!"

"Just a little bit of love juice to show my prick wants you, Elsie. C'mon… mmmmmm!"

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