I used to buy clothes for her. And once I gifted her sexy lingerie which was packed and I told her to look in my absence. And come to me wearing it if...she likes it. I was dying to tell her what was in my mind but resisted it due to the fear of losing her.I used to come home late usually after 8 and she used to wait for me to have food after making my daughter sleep. One day as always I was late. It was around 9.40 later than my usual time. I saw Maya sleeping in the dining table. I woke her up. My lips gently brushing against it and kissing it as my hand stroked his hairy thigh. I smiled to myself as he moaned, his cock, now rock hard and throbbing. I loved pleasuring him. I held his cock at his base, making it stand straight up and pulled down on his foreskin covered shaft, exposing his sensitive cock’s head. I mouthed up and down the side of his thick, veiny dick before stretching my young lips up and over his pre cum leaking tip. The taste sweet and delicious. I caressed his balls. Though I couldalways see if Rachel wanted to publish it in her name?" It's funny you're thinking of ways to remain with the airline," DrPhillips mused. "I would have thought you would want to find a way toadvance your career in journalism, and the expose would be theperfect way to do that?" It- well, yes, it would," Sophie said. "But the airline, umm, pays alot better than I ever earned as a freelance journalist, and it's notTHAT bad a workplace..." Even the uniform?" Dr Phillips asked, smiling. Cami leaned close to whisper, “My pussy no longer has any hair. Sherry said hers, and everyone else in your troupe has a bald pussy.”I caught a break and whispered, “Have you ever let anyone kiss your pussy?”She waited until the next two women walked away and said, “NO-WAY! Have you ever kissed a girl’s pussy?”“Sure. If you ever want to see how it feels, let me know. I love pussy.”“Sherry told me earlier, that she loves pussy too.”“Do you love your pussy?”“DANG! That’s kinda personal ... I’ve.