Eventually, the necessary buttons were undone, and I slipped my hand under the soft, thin fabric. I cautiously caressed the swell of my breast, carefu... to move only when James was watching the road. The sensation of my trembling fingers on the ultra-sensitive skin was electrifying. I touched a nipple with the tip of my finger, feeling each little bump as I slowly made circles around the rigid bud. With each tiny caress, my pussy reacted and I wondered how long I could keep up this pretense. I. I side-eyed the attractive young Indian woman, one of our university student work program placements. She seemed pensive, and flustered when it was her turn to tell the department what she would be working on for the day.After the meeting, she followed me back to my cubicle. I sat and looked up at her. “Yes... ?”She fidgeted. “Um ... can I get your help... ?”This was odd, as I hadn’t even looked at the parts of the game she was working on, so I probably wouldn’t be of any help. This was. More

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