Squinting through the vertical part of the door I could see Sandy. She had her blouse open, her breasts pulled out of her bra, her trousers were round...her ankles and her white knickers were down round her knees. She was working one breast with her left hand and her right hand was furiously working her clit. My cock was standing fully to attention and trying to get out of my trousers.It was clear she was about to orgasm. I guessed she was trying to time her orgasm to that of the long haired. Nylon, cheap, Anne Summers. “Can I see the manager, please,” Sue asked. “I’ve an appointment.”Sue disliked the man as soon as she saw him. Nick. Nick the fucking pick. Overweight, and with as over inflated opinion of himself as was his gut. She wanted a job. Any job. He’d looked her over, he saw an attractive woman, clearly down on her luck. It was the blow job that clinched it, that and the promise of more, and then more beside. She left the club with a job, a weeks wages, and an unpleasant. More

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