She was so deliciously filled that she could almost ignore the aching fullness of her own cock that was leaking a stream of precum that had caused her...balls to be soaked, and even Hammer’s stomach to have a puddle of the slippery stuff on it.She clenched her internal muscles trying to feel every millimeter of the long hot probe that rubbed something deep within her so pleasurably that she knew she was as addicted to riding Hammer’s cock as she might have been to the street drugs that she knew. It’s like you have a magic wand that you wave, and people transform into who you want them to be,” Dakota says.“I have no magic wand, well, not the kind you’re referring to my darling,” I say smiling and giggling a bit.I get playfully slapped on the shoulder by a smiling and giggling Dakota.“I think that there are lots of people who just want to know that what they do for a company is of value and that their work is appreciated,” I tell her.“Yeah, that’s true. That is one of the reasons I was. We used to go to office parties and usually used my office as a changing room. This office was the one in which I shagged my filing clerk Ann and watching my spouse undress and start to put on her ballgown evoked those pleasurable moments. I knew she knew I was getting randy by the smile on her face as my cock grew in my underpants and she asked me if I wanted to fuck her before she got any further with her dressing. Naturally I said I would and before the minute was much older I was down on my. As much as I couldn’t believe what I was doing, I kept my lips sealed around Pandora’s pussy-lips, my tongue digging her juices from her and into my mouth. Within a minute, my finger was back inside her heat, helping my tongue collect the lubricating liquid from deep within the bitch. I know I ate her out for a couple minutes, before I had to back off a minute and get a couple nice, deep breaths. Still tasting her in my mouth, I stared down at the red, swollen lips of the rottweiler’s cunt. .