Mark

Marcia manages to keep a straight face for a moment or two his time and you feel the credit card slam against your waiting lips. With contact thus made, Marcia allows herself to crack a grin once more.

Her mouth his pressed right up against yours, separated only by he thin plastic of the card. Your cock begins to stir in your trousers.

Reluctantly, you bring your mind back to the task in hand and start to suck on the credit card. Slowly you pull away from Marcia, the lightweight bit of plastic vacuum-sealed to your lips.

You turn to where Melanie is waiting to take the card from you. She puckers her lips and leans forward. The blonde secretary’s breasts hang low in the tight red dress as she bends towards you. Reluctantly, you tear your gaze away from them as your oxygen begins to run out and Melanie’s bespectacled face swims into view.

With a bit of manoeuvring, you pass the card to Melanie, who quickly swings away as you gasp for breath. She quickly passes the card to Mark, who takes it from her and turns to face Melissa. Melissa puckers up and leans forward and Mark, like Marcia before him, loses it and spits the card cross the room laughing.

The student sighs and removes a shoe. Then he retrieves the card, sucks it to his lips and passes it to Melissa.