Lift yourself up; I want to get a good angle on you.”Mrs. Sykes wielded her brush with a sidearm swing. She noticed me squirming and bouncing around... “Try to keep still, you deserve every bit of this.”Then she revealed another of her sexual reveries, “I’m sure you imagined oral sex; you want to go down on me while I suck on you.” I guessed that she had pictured that while pleasuring herself in her apartment. “I also think you like this paddling more than you’d admit.” She stopped briefly,. ..”Both sat quietly for a while before the General snarled out, “I’ll send my people to approach them. I don’t trust a private investigator to do it.”“I...” Jeff began as he prepared to further push for his case before he realized what the General had said. Wisely shutting his mouth, the Prime sat staring at his boss.Whitworth took out a cigar and the little box that contained his cutter and cigar lighter. After cutting the end of the cigar and lighting it, he returned the tools, pushed back. " Really, Mrs. Getty I don't think that it is necessary," Tuck saidtrying to fend off the last element of his transformation."Of course dear, it's not, ahh, here it is." She had pulled out one ofthe lower drawers of the makeup table and found a satin gold case,inside were a collection of cosmetic options and among them she selecteda silvered tube. "Here it is.. I am sure this will be perfect." Shehanded the tube to Debra.Debra took the tube removed the cover, "Yes, Mrs. Getty, you have suchan. And he could not have been more right."Ohhh, God, God, I can't stand it, it feels sooo good," the girl groaned, feeling as if she would pass out from the intense ecstasy that wracked her body.She began to recover from her orgasm. The teen's little pussy felt so sore and raw from the savage licking it had just received that she tried to push Midnight's mouth away from her crotch. But the horse was not to be so easily dissuaded from continuing to eat her out, and he resisted her attempts to stop.