Bringing Daddy's Work Home

Immediately she knew it must be a temp or something, but she couldn't help wondering if this girl was some sort of mistress in training for Gerald. She couldn't believe how cool she and Marilyn got just talking, and how delayed her little meeting with her father would get, and she definitely didn't believe everything she was hearing now, or what she was touching, or even what she was feeling right now. It seemed like the best of both worlds.

She felt her pussy tingle as she grabbed Marilyn's huge cock, "Yeah well I'm sure…something can be arranged…" She bit her bottom lip and looked up at her with her big brown eyes.

Kamesha couldn't believe she could be turned on at a time like this, when she should be running out of this bathroom stall like any other girl would. But Kamesha was very understanding, and as of now, very sexual. This whole bizarre situation was so erotic to her.

Marilyn smiled and got down on her knees. She began to lift Kamesha's tight t-shirt. She exposed the firm caramel breasts with the mocha colored areolas and hard thick nipples. She began rubbing them with her big soft hands and began to kiss Kamesha's lips softly. Kamesha breathed a deep sigh and reached for one of Marilyn's breasts to fondle and thumb the nipples. "Damn, this is real…these are the biggest real tits I've ever seen and touched up close…" Kamesha said, leaning in more to kiss Marilyn more passionately. Their tongues played with each other and Kamesha couldn't believe the thrill that she felt by just kissing her. It felt so good. By now she knew her clit was hard and swollen, itching to be touched somehow and someway.

Marilyn bent down and gently licked one of Kamesha's nipples. Kamesha threw back her head and gritted her teeth. She knew that she couldn't make much noise in this bathroom. The wet warmness of Marilyn's tongue and the coolness of her saliva drying on her sensitive skin sent a jolt to her pussy. Marilyn moved over to the next breast, while fondling the other one.