Just about getting my shorts on, I rushed out of my bedroom straight into the bathroom. The smell of my urine was so intense as I urinated into the to...let. “Is that what it smells like in the morning after having a couple of drinks the night before,” was my thought. Letting the cold water run in the wash basin, I initiated to throw water onto my face. Seeing it wasn’t helping much, I decided to put my head under the tap.Once I made it to the kitchen, I discovered where the noise was coming. And the wet magazine pageswere not a good taste."There now Mary Jane, all wrapped and sealed just for you. I may thinkabout getting one of these bitches for myself. Why don't we let herkneel and think for awhile as we have lunch. Your bitch has already hadher lunch, liquid lunch.....(laughter).After they had lunch and came back into the room Miss Britt told me toget on my feet and they took me to the basement. I knew Heather wantedto see the patent box and of course I knew what was coming.. Then came the email telling her he knew her and knew who she was and where we lived. we both panicked. she has a public service job and could not afford a scandal. she then emailed him and asked that he respect her need for privacy and hoped he would let it drop. he replied back that he wanted to meet her and he would keep her secret if she agreed. we discussed it and I told her to see just what he was expecting. after a week of emailing back and forth he said he wanted to meet her in person. In and out and in and out, he pushes while his tongue repeats the motion in my mouth, surpressing my cries as I feel myself reach closer to orgasms. Suddenly, he removes his finger and kisses his way down my body, until he reaches there. I cry out as his tongue flicks between my folds, prodding its way deeper and deeper as I squirm underneath his mouth. Ecstasy blasts through me as I tremble through my orgasm, my body releasing juices into his mouth. I blush again as he laps them up, his finger.