I pulled out the tube ofKate Spade New York's Pucker Up--in sexy "Adventure Red"--and applied aquick and generous coat to my pursed lips just for good...measure.I picked up the Pleasure Plug first. With its' ultra-realistic look andfeel, it would certainly make my point. I turned and perched on theopposite corner of the desk from the boss, looking directly into the eyesof the guy with the biggest bulge in his pants. I licked my lips and ranmy tongue up the underside of the rubber cock, circling. I could hear some faint gulping sounds as he adjusted to the proportions of my cock in his mouth. I allowed him to control the action to an extent and I relaxed a enjoyed. For a while I was stroking the back of his neck but now my hands began to stray along his slim, freckled arms. Before he could stop me I had reached his chest and felt something very peculiar. I suddenly jumped back and my cock dislodged from his mouth, wet with his saliva. "What the fuck!" I yelled. Patrick sat there on. After, she went to use the toilet. Some E and valium found their way into her drink. Twenty minutes later I suggested that we go to our rooms. At the last minute, I steered her into my room for a nightcap. She got sweaty, so I helped her off with her jacket. I stood behind her and blew on her neck, while my hands ran over her nipples. That girl is tit less, but she has sensitive nipples. Her reaction was like she was in a pleasant fog. Taking my time, I undressed her. Not a peep of objection. I never did anything close to illegal in my life. My cousin and I had one mishap. I had a hookup. That hook-up happened to be…“Chad Dupree. Tell me you didn’t…”“No, Miss Fancy, you know me better.”“Well, if you think about it…” Fancy said, pondering.“I’m here for my cousin, okay? I'm going to keep it real. I want you to represent him. I don’t care if you’re a public defender or what. He’s got a future. You and I go way back,” I said.“What kind?” She said.“He raps,” I answered.“Oh, mixtape.