Angel could not help bit cringe. She really wasn't sure what to do. So taking his left foot in her hands, she went back to work. Adam continued working in the computer until 5 minutes later, he had her switch feet. Doing as she was told, angel started working on his right foot. It seemed time went by quick enough. Adam moved his feet away from her and placed them on the ground. Getting back on her knees, she began to crawl out from under the desk. "Stay down there Angel." Adam said as he continued doing what he was doing. "But Mast-" angel started. "Angel, stay under. And now, stare at my cock until I say differently." She almost growled with frustration as she went back under the desk.
Sitting Indian style once again, she looked straight ahead at his flaccid penis. A small part of uer was turned on just looking at his cock. But she was still frustrated that she was stuck under the desk with nothing to do. Sighing, angel rested her chin in her hand. Her eyes beginning to wander.
Adam watched her through the glass top of the desk. "Angel, what did I say?" She nearly jumped. "Sorry master." Her eyes going back to his cock. Smiling, he flexed it slightly as it began to harden.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Angel's story 14
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