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The door was open, and Ms. With a squeal as if her fingers had been burned, Sally-Anne snatched her hand away, and began a stammering incoherent apology. Sally-Anne had a lively face, with a slightly turned-up nose, an unblemished smooth pink complexion, and a sparkle to her sky-blue eyes. Then the boss and her PA swapped places, as Debbie took up a stance between Sally-Anne’s spread legs and gripped the whimpering girl’s hips. Carrington with pleasure, as she slid her long index finger all the way into Sally-Anne’s pussy hole, making the young girl groan and sag a little more limply on the desktop, with her tender nipples squashed down against its unforgiving wooden surface.
