Able to read someone just by looking at their face, he knew a lot about people. ‘I can tell a lot from a person’s face,’ he said. ‘Just by the...first glance, I can tell everything I need to know about a person by their face. The reason why people look like they do, their faces are the clues to their real identity. In a way, I’m a detective reading the clues while searching for the information that I need to tell me who they are. In the way people carry ID’s as their identification, with no two. This morning after a few sunny days that will amount to our summer it rained so hard for hour`s to make up for the sun we had just had, i got drenched going from my van into the office,i got in and shook my head to get rid of the few drop`s, i walked into the reception and noticed no one around,Janes bags were next to her desk but she wasn`t in sight,i took my coat off and went into the kitchen and standing next to the sink was a drowned Jane,she turned and we both burst out laughing as she was. I could feel Aunt Shellie squeezing tightly down on my cock. This made my cum squirt out even harder. I couldn't see moms face because of Aunt Shellies bare ass in the way but I was able to see my sperm splatter go off to one side after it hit moms face. It hit with enough force to richorchette off her face and keep flying. I felt Aunt Shellie as she continued to guide and direct my cock, I could tell she was pointing it around, I guess she was painting moms face with my sperm splatter. I. Who wouldn’t take one look and move the hell over?This asshole, apparently. Guess that dumb little shit was distracted or something, because he kept walking until he practically ran into me.Who did he think he was? I didn’t give a shit if he was new and didn’t know any better, no way was I was going to let some little shrimp walk all over me. I don’t care how things worked in his old school, that skinny dweeb needed to realize who was in charge.As soon as he was in front of me, I reached out.