This time, he stopped at the tip, then slowly eased his way back in. I collect myself and re-do my make up and do one last look in the mirror. This was not soft, but felt little different to the surrounding flesh. Every now and then we would meet in the hall and say “hi” or something like “nice day today.” A few times we would see each other in the coffee room and chat about nothing in particular while waiting for the coffee to finish brewing. We continued talking and joking, and eventually the conversation went in a little racier direction. Again, I felt his finger between my buttocks, probing externally, running over the anal surface, examining the ridges, I heard him pick up the jar of lubricant and, next, his finger was back AshlyBaxter porn my crack, rubbing AshlyBaxter webcam into the crevice, digging into my anal passage, his entry smoother now, eased by the slick lubricant. She enjoyed his muted laughter when he noticed which condoms she had chosen for this encounter.
