When he logged onto his email at work the next morning, Jack resolved that he would not check his private account. Nothing good could come of it. But ...e found that again, where Ronni was concerned, it was very hard for him to set boundaries. As soon as he logged to daddyjack@... , he saw a message from ronnibrat@ ... He was both relieved and disappointed when he saw there was no attachment."hi! did u like? ;-) wanna see more?" read the message."Now what do I do?" Jack whispered.Thankfully Jack. The flower concession in the hospital main foyer was just opening, and I decided that now was as good a time as any to start improving my spontaneity. I bought one of those ‘stay-fresh’ bouquets in a bag of water, and asked the lady to fill in the attached card ‘From Your Secret Admirer’. I placed the flowers on Helga’s desk and went to get started on my day.A half-hour later, Helga appeared in my doorway with a quizzical expression on her face, “Flowers? What did I do right?”I grinned as I. I knew i was in for a time. She was fully hard now n she told me to get on all fours with my ass up for her. I turned around with my head on the end of the bed n stuck my ass in the air. I was so horny by this point. My ass was spread wide n ready. She got more lube and continued to finger my ass. She kept telling me to relax and just take it. She told me to let my ass loosen up. I had never done this before so i wasnt sure how to relax.. I just let my mind leave worry and i focused on taking. And he stepped away.“I finish. Now I fuck mouth. You no fuck other holes for couple of hours and you clean cream off first or it hurt you as well. It take another few minutes to start working properly.”‘Hurt you as well ?’ Jean’s mind raced. What did he mean. Her mind raced as this crude yokel pulled up her shaven head and pushed himself into her mouth and throat. He held her either side of her face and simply fucked as if he were fucking a whore’s cunt, hard and deep. Jean wanted to.