Opnieuw voel ik de vibrator tegen mijn tong maar ditmaal een andere smaak en een intenser getril. Je haalt hem ertussenuit en laat mij likken en zuige... in je kruis. Je bent zo geil dat je kutsappen langs mijn kin glijden mijn hals in. Ik wil mijn handen gebruiken maar dat gaat niet en ik duw mijn tong van frustratie diep tussen je lippen. Je kreunt en geniet en haalt je kruis heen en weer om de lekkerste plekken tegen mijn tong te rijden.je zakt weer en geeft mij een vurige diepe tongzoen. It was a constant source of irritation to me that I was often accused of “sleeping her way to the top” when it should have been obvious to even the most biased of investigators that I was nowhere near the top and was still down on the bottom rungs of the Foreign Office ladder.Sure, I had done my share of “on your knees” duties but it was mostly with my complete accord and I did it mostly out of boredom at some dull and uninteresting duties that made one feel a bit lacking in excitement like an. Well, I could see by the sourness of my friend’s expression that explaining such intimate feelings was difficult for him, so I interrupted before his embarrassment could grow more acute. ‘No need to say any more. Really. You flatter me. Not that I don’t appreciate it, but excellence is my motto.’ Well, he was quite moved by this, distracted to the point that he choked on his Evian and nearly drowned right there at the table. Once he had stopped choking, he was so breathless that his face was. Starting the bath water, I quickly downed a glass of the delicious Bordeaux and proceeded to get undressed. I poured another glass of wine and started an Al Green CD before I slowly sank into the tub. The warm water caressed my body in a primordial way, as I melted back into it.Sipping slowly, I laid my head back and relaxed. Maybe this wasn't so bad. I did have some work to do after all. I had an enormous project I was working on and it seemed like I was always behind schedule. The stress was.
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