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I rubbed my fingers up her slit, and found it completely soaked with her juices. Far from the sexy, chic, but somewhat conservative, clothes she wore for her job, she dressed almost whorish.
But after watching her accept drinks from several men, and dancing to attract attention and hard-ons, she would go home alone leaving them all with blue balls.
Most men are clueless about these types of women, who are driven to find a master or mistress even when they don't know what they are seeking or why. Even in her sleep I could tell she was close to orgasm. I decided to put her own hand on her dripping cunt. My first break was to overhear her talking to her friend about meeting in Miami to take a Caribbean cruise.The pain must have penetrated her subconscious because she moaned audibly.I wondered if I had provoked or altered an erotic dream.I could see her erect clit now and pinched it hard. I thought to myself, if only she hadn't been such a bitch.
I would have enjoyed seducing her though I had no idea if she was bi at all.As I left her office, I was furious about my grade and barely under my breath I said to myself, "I hope you get raped in Miami". When I moved my arm, there was some restriction, and I felt a tug all the way down my leg, to my ankle.