Surprise me

As I was  stocking the shelves, I felt a presence behind me. It was warm, masculine, and familiar. I felt something very hard and strong in the crack of my bum. I rubbed against it, provoking it, yet keeping it professional. He smiled at me. His graying beard fit his persona. It was the yanking of my curls that did it for me. I was wef between my thighs and I loved every minute of it. He surprised me by popping up at my place of employment and I am indeed wet.

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