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Chapter 4 by brambank brambank

Should Leanne masturbate?

They do it for her

Leanne laughed in disbelief but the stern faces on the officials told her this was no joke. She looked around the room but the door, and only exit, was blocked by the formidable figure of the male official. She didn't like the way he was looking at her. Even less so when he started moving towards her.

"Wait!" She yelled. "What... What are you doing?"

"I told you," replied the woman impassively. "If you don't do it, we do it for you."

"But, but, but... You can't!" she pleaded. Her cries fell on deaf ears as the woman watched on silently while the male official continued to advance. She backed up but only managed to press herself against the table in the middle of the room. He was just a step away as Leanne looked frantically around for an alternative but there was no way out of her situation. The official grabbed her robustly by the waist and lifted her up with ease before placing her on the table.

With one hand on her shoulder her **** her back while reaching for her underwear with the other. She tried pushing his hand away but even one of his arms was stronger than everything she had. Leanne watched helplessly as he tore off her underwear, exposing her trimmed pussy. Despite the circumstances, Leanne felt a rush of excitement flow through her body.

She didn't even fight him as he parted her thighs and slid his hand slowly towards her unprotected slit. He eyes gazed on as his hand moved closer until with a thick, outstretched finger he entered her pussy.

"Ohhhh..." she groaned helplessly.

"Stay quiet!" barked the female official, watching closely. Leanne bit her lip and tried to resist making any more noises in case she somehow made the situation worse.

The male official continued to slide his digit in and out of her pussy. Slowly at first but his soon quickened the pace. Leanne was **** to lie back and place an arm over her eyes, trying not to enjoy it too much. Her bare arse slid about on the cold metal table as the official toyed with her most sensual area. As the second finger entered she let out another moan before quickly slapping a hand over her own mouth.

The two thick fingers worked rapidly in and out of her slit. Together they were wider than some cocks she'd had. If that's how big his fingers were she could only imagine how big his dick was.

The moment that thought entered her head several naughty more quickly followed it. It was impossible to resist and the impending orgasm approached rapidly. Her body squirmed on the table as she coated the official's fingers with her cum. She lay breathing heavily waiting to see what was next. Not wanting to ask in case they still hadn't finished with her.

Are they done?

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