Her Darkest Desires
Walking down the hallways of the office, you saw that most of the associates, and all of the partners, were still out to lunch, so you felt a little safer ducking into the washroom and locking the door behind you.
"Fuck," you muttered to yourself, unzipping and pulling your hard cock out of your pants. You'd only been half-hard before the group text started, but the girls encouraging you to come jerk off together had pushed you to full strength.
Closing your eyes, you started to stroke, but then you remembered that you didn't need to just imagine things. Soon you were looking at the pics that Gemma had sent you - particularly the one with her fingers covered in her juices, and her bare breas