Being asked if they had ever actually been fucked Robin simply shook their head. They had not, not by a cock anyhow, fingers yes, once even with the handle of a hair brush. And there was of course their RealDoe but still, no cock had entered into their vagina, or their ass for that matter. There was really no rational reason for it and it could easily be argued that apart from the size and<i>material </i>a cock was no different really than two fingers, and certainly not in comparison to the saddle of their beloved toy. It was about their self-image more than anything, and this applied specifically to the RealDoe which was in every way compensation for their lack of a real penis. It was without question a major part of their self-image in sexual situations, even if they mostly used it for masturbating.<br/><br/>As he described his erection as rock hard and as if his balls would explode by the next day they just smiled at him. It was exactly the answer they had expected and having checked the time on the big clock on the wall, concluding that it was close to four thirty they couldn't help but wonder when Abigail intended to be home. It shouldn't be that much longer but there was of course still time for a bit of naughtiness if they wanted to. There was of course also the much crueller option of leaving him in limbo. They did consider the latter, wondering if it would even be possible for him to go all the way to Saturday without release. He would probably end up going out of his mind and they had certainly heard boys talk about the pains of so-called blue balls. Their smile did reflect these thoughts but then it widened and changed ever so slightly when they started considering the idea of having both spouses in one day.<br/><br/>There would of course not be time for anything elaborate but a simple blow job wouldn't take more than a few minutes, especially not if he was already as aroused as he claimed to be. They were fairly certain that it was a fantasy of his to get his cock sucked under his desk at work and then they chuckled as an idea entered into their devious teenage mind.<br/>"Please Sheriff don't arrest me. I can't pay the fine with money but I can still offer you something in exchange for you looking the other way and letting me go," they said in a trembling, pleading voice and slipped off the chair and under his desk where they soon found his crotch. They rubbed their face against it playfully and felt the truth of his earlier claim against their cheeks and lips. They didn't undo his belt or unbutton his pants but rather just pulled the zipper down and took out his throbbing hard cock.<br/><br/>"Please," they said again and flicked their tongue at the tip of his glans.<br/>"I'll be good."<br/>They then ran their tongue along his shaft and flicked it against that tiny opening at the tip of the glans before briefly closing their lips around it. They reached inside his uniform pants and cupped their hand around his swollen testicles, giving them a gentle squeeze while continuing to explore every inch of his cock with their tongue and lips, occasionally wrapping their lips around it, sucking on the tip as if drinking through a straw. They could taste his precum and let out several soft, satisfied, moans of appreciation for it.<br/>"I promise I won't do it again," they suddenly whispered and gave him a rather submissive look from under his desk.