." I sucked my lips. I didn't want her to think I was stupid."This is how old I want to be," she said. "I mean, this is what I want, you know? My room...ates want to be 21 or something, so they can go out and dance and meet guys." Yeah?" I just want to be old enough so I can be here," Angie decided and then smiled at me. "With you." I want to be twelve," I said and Angie laughed, which made me frown and I was blushing."Why?" she wondered. "I hated being twelve!" Because I was still a boy then," I. “I could swear I left my sales presentation open,” she said. “You did,” I replied. “I closed it out, but saved it, before I closed it out.” “You saved it?” she asked, staring at her computer. “Yes,” I replied, “I saved it into your video files. One thing you have to learn as a junior sales executive is to never leave your work open where others can see it. They will steal it in a heartbeat.” Jennifer lowered her head, her long brown hair hiding her face. I could tell she knew I had probably. 'HELLO LADY, you looks devarn...hahah,' he bellowed out. ' I needs to see you like bad, you me too?' Come in Mr Impala, please go into the lounge, would you like a drink?' she asked him as they went in.Mick rushed to the lounge window and saw Impala sit on the settee as it thumped to the floor and sagged under his weight! He was looking about the room when Marie-Anne came in with a beer for him. ' Hey hunny you looks real sexy in that long dress,come on and stand in front of me, let me see you. She gasped and swooned, nearly falling off the bench. Her hand in my hair, mine on her thighs, her nails in my scalp, mine in her legs, I spread her vagina wide with my tongue. I rocked her, I shook her, I licked her. She trembled, her legs knocking against my head, from cold or from pleasure. She gyrated, her pelvis scraping across my nose, from utter joy. "Oh, fuck me! Oh, FUCK ME," she started to scream over the sound of the crowd outside, "please, fuck me now!" She took me by the hair,.