As I started to feel the cum reaching climax, I heard keys enter the door. I quickly dropped the photo, closed the magazine, and grabbed my towel from...the floor. Marcus entered the door as I wrapped the towel around my waist. "What the fuck are you doing?" he said with a laugh as he walked over to his desk. "Just getting out the shower," I said nervously. "Did you like what you saw?" he asked as I realized he was picking up the white girl photo. I got nervous. "So you found my stash? The first. Honey, I will go upstairs.’ ‘Oh, no need to go upstairs. You will be punished right here in front of Nikita,’ said the hubby. ‘Honey! You can’t be serious?’ yelped the nervous Karen. Nikita looked confused. ‘Punishment? What punishment?’ she wondered. Karen blushed that Nikita would know about her domestic discipline sessions. Not only that, it looked like she would actually witness it. ‘Oh I am very serious. Come on, hurry up, you know the routine,’ said Dave, turned on at pushing Karen’s. Her throat thickened in sorrow once more, but it didn’t matter, as soon the enraged alien before her would put an end to her pitiful existence. Her only regret? That she would never see Master Lucien again. Rayne closed her eyes as the paw came toward her, claws exposed. Something bumped into her and she stumbled back, her eyes opening on a gasp. People screamed as she saw a strange white-haired creature ride the alien off the edge of the stage. Blood spurted everywhere as whatever had saved. Time flitted by, I felt totally at ease, we did not touch at all. Coffee was had somewhere else, we travelled with Imperial and on the way back to drop her, our hands touched, it felt so sweet. Just before I closed her door I gave her a kiss goodbye, she looked at me funny as she started the car and drove away. "Must be losing my touch," I muttered to myself as I got into the rental and drove away. My cell vibrated with a message from her. "Thank you, I had a great time," it said. I could see.