"Don't know about that, Spark," he replied as his hand went higher, pushing the skirt of my dress up.
"P-please?" I stuttered again. "I miss kissing him, and he deserves a kiss here and there."
"Hmmmm, how about you turn around, back to me," he practically ordered. "Sink your a.ss on my co.ck... and I'll think about it."
My eyes widened, but Karma just helped move me how he wanted.
"B-b-but I-I haven't... I mean, I need to be stretched and-"
"Oh, so Psy.cho hasn't made you walk around all day with a buttplug shoved inside you?" He asked teasingly.
My face flamed.
"He told me nobody would be able to tell!" I complained as Karma pushed me to bend over his desk.
"Nobody could, baby, don't worry," he replied as he flipped my skirt over my a.ss and slowly pulled my panties down. "He tol
