“I’ll be awhile”, she simply informed her secretaryRebecca looked at her watch. She was on time. She crossed the busy street and headed to Tiffa...y’s. There was a line up as usual. A well-dressed woman was standing at the end of the line and was looking around, probably waiting for a lunch date that was late. The woman was about her age, mid-forties, and a very attractive blonde. Rebecca asked her if she was in line. “No. Well not really. I’m waiting for someone”, answered the cute blonde. “No. Ahhh... uhhh... ohhh gooooodddddd I'm cumming again." Shit shit shit I'm cumming! Right into your cunt, you slut!" Get back to work on that slut's cunt of yours, Chyler. You've got eight more cums before you get to lick up the mess you've left and then give me some head." How're her cunt-licking skills coming along?" Not bad. Nowhere near yours, but she's good enough. And I love making her do it--I can see the repulsion in her eyes every time. It turns me on." Sadist." You have her room. "I was focusing on my son's prick, there was a lot of clear thick liquid that had the head glistening. It had been a long time since I'd been that close to a man's prick and I found myself longing to suck on it.I loved the taste of the salty liquid and the way that it would feel like silk as it spread between my tongue and the smooth head of his prick.I was slightly breathless as I answered his question. "God yes, I love the look of your cock, and you have so much per-cum, it makes the head of. The evening at work was steady as always. Wilk ran an efficient, orderly kitchen. Everyone in the front of the house appreciated it even if those working in the back did not always.Servers could always count on the dishes being ready in a timely manner.“Chef Wilk,” called out the man’s favorite waiter, Royaly.“Yeah,” yelled the culinarian.“My customers would like to see you.”“Gimme five. What table?”“Twelve. Thanks!”Wilk changed aprons and left the kitchen. He spotted the bright-skinned half.