Do it herself

Leanne didn't like the way the male official was looking at her. So, realising she didn't really have a choice, decided it would be better to just do it herself and then hopefully she could get out of there. She discarded her panties and took a seat on the table. Glancing up at the officials she saw that the guy was openly staring at her bare pussy.

After failing to think of an alternative Leanne slid her hand between her thighs and began to gently stroke her slit. As her pace quickened a soft moan escaped her lips. She checked on her audience. Seeing them watching her so intently, especially the large Jamaican guy, increased her excitement and helped raise her arousal. She'd never had people watch her masturbate before. At least not people she hadn't fucked. Pretty soon naughty thoughts entered her dirty mind and the more she fought to repress them the more intense they became. After a few minutes she could resist the inevitable no longer and she came with a long groan.

"Ohhhhh... Fuuuccckkkkk!!!" her body quivered as her thighs tightened around her hand. She breathed heavily as she rested on the edge of the table. A little embarrassed she eventually glanced up to see if that was enough to satisfy her audience. The woman was unmoved while her colleague was struggling with a grin that threatened to break out across his face. He also had a huge bulge protruding from his pants. "Can... Can I go now?" she gasped.

"Almost," replied the female official as Leanne wondered what else they could possibly want. "We need to check the back."