No” she said turning red at the thought of it.“Well lie down and hang on to something”She lay across the bed with her knees bent and her legs op...ned wide as Greg knelt between her legs and placed his hands under her tight ass. As he began to lap at her tight little pussy he pushed her pussy into his face and wiggled his tongue as deep inside her as he could. Immediately it was more than she could bare and she came in a series of short but strong orgasms as he continued to run his tongue up and. ?”I say with a stutter, coming from behind me I hear an audible zipper sound and belt shuffling.“What are you willing to do to keep your job…?”“Just about anything, sir. B-but I don't know what kind of woman you take me for.”He rests his hands on my shoulders firmly“Just about anything, huh? I don't take you for any kind of woman, you can be whatever you want here…”He takes a slight pause before I feel a warmth around my ear, and I hear a deep whisper in my ear.“Even if that means being my. My penis responded by throbbing more, and then it started to happen. My cock just swelled up. I touched my crotch and felt the hardness of my cock.Just then I noticed a young twenty something blonde open the door to the building and walked out. She was in high heels, a tight black skirt that wrapped tightly around her smooth ass. Her waist was thin. Tucked into her skirt was a light grey satin blouse. She had a cellphone in her left hand and was talking to someone through it's speakers. In her. I have Riley taped up – he’s clutching me and wheezing . . . I’m trying to get him into the recovery position without spilling his guts onto the lawn. “Jesus Boss,” he says . . . “Jesus Boss.” “It’s OK sarge. They’ll have you shipped in no time.” I love him. He’s a West Country man – unflappable – he knows how to work the boys – when to hurt them—when to let up – when to diss them – when to drop a kind word in their ears. We’re a group of terminal cynics. We have this constant love-hate thing..