“OH GOD YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS” Sommer cried out again, but collapsed on the bed with exhaustion, as she fell on her stomach her legs open, ... could see my load seeping from her tight slit, my cock was still extremely hard, squeezing the last of my load in between the crack of her arse I rubbed my cock head up and down her arse, and pushed it into her hole “oh god you still can’t be hard” slipping into her arse “Mmmmmmm fuck me again” pushing my cock in and out of her arse Sommer could. She waited patiently, hearing a groan and a thud come from theoffice. She grinned and stood up, grabbing the duffel bag she had hiddenunder her desk and re-entered Mister Newman's office. The businessman waspassed out on the floor. Not really a good idea to fire the person whomakes your coffee, after all.Locking the door and shutting the blinds, Janice placed the bag on herboss's desk and zipped it open, lifting out a pair of wallpaper shears.Oh, this was going to be SWEET.She quickly got to. He thought that it was strange that no one was here and he was more than pleased that I was there also. Brian asked Brad if he would talk with him alone for a minute in the kitchen. Brad and Brian go to the kitchen and I was still laying there on the bed with just a comforter over me. After less than 5 minutes Brad and Brian come back to room and they were smiling. They both looked at me and asked if I wanted to have some fun. OK- I know that drugs were not involved and no guns-pretty much says. Vynn scowled, about to explain when she saw the emotionless face of Lieutenant Desna standing paitently behind Jon. She looked as if she had been waiting there for quite some time. Vynn cut herself off, then gestured to Jon. Jon turned and saw Desna.“Lieutenant, how may I help you?”“Where were you on the day 237 of this year?” she asked, her voice utterly flat.Jon shrugged. “In my quarters, researching a new book I had purchased, translating it from what the writer clearly thought was High.