My “ON AIR” sign clicked off just as my desk phone rang. I glanced at the clock, which read 10:47. “Studio 2,” I spoke into the phone. “He... Sam, it’s Paul; you know, down here at the front desk?” Station security, not the sharpest knife in the drawer. “Hey Paul, how’s it going?” “Oh, I’m good, man, how are you?” “Uh, I’m good. Did you need something?” “Oh yeah, hey, there’s a girl down here, says she knows the night DJ, and was told she could come up and visit. You’re the night DJ,. ’ Lucy pretended to look shocked. ‘But sir, surely that’s not allowed.’ Dan smiled. ‘Just do it.’ Lucy lifted her bottom off the seat and peeled down her panties, trying to ignore the ever growing desperation. With one hand she pulled the lips of her pussy apart as with the other one she began to gently stroke up and down, gathering up wetness and rubbing it into her clit. Dan stared at her as she leaned back in the chair, closing her eyes as she concentrated on the sensations spreading round. More

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