" Mr. Russell reached out and roughly pulled of the bed, pushing her to her knees infront of him, holding the back of her head. "Hazel my dear, what y...u want doesn't matter. Now suck it," Realising that it was useless arguing, Hazel reached out and wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft, hoping that he'd be satisfied with a hand-job but she was wrong though and he twisted his fingers in her hair and pulled her face closer to his groin. "Don't just play with it Hazel, suck it," he ordered. I gulped, and told her “We could make a move to my room. My stuff is in there.” She nodded and after a brief moment of hesitation followed me up the stairs. When we got to my room she sat on the bed and crossed her legs. She seemed to be in deep thought, so as she sat there I selected multiple mangas for her to read. As I bent over my mini bookshelf, she stood up. I did not pay it much mind until I heard the zipping of a dress. I turned around to see her slowly removing her dress. The moon was. Give me strength, somebody."Hold up a second." Stepping back, I took her hands in mine and lifted her up to take us to the middle of the carpet. Cupping her generous breasts in my hands, I leaned in and whispered that I wanted her on her knees. "Like a good little girl," I intoned, reaching around to grasp some of Christine's full, soft ass. She whooped it up, playfully slapping at my chest but settled down onto her knees as told, looking up at me as I brushed her short, straight hair on top. Ariel sat on the couch, clutching a small pillow to her chest, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was very depressed and Jack knew it would take a while for her to come to terms with her unemployment because of the fire. He went in the kitchen and got her a glass of water and some aspirin. He sat on the couch beside her and made her take the aspirin and drink the water, then had her lay down on the couch, her head resting on his lap. He pulled the fleece blanket from the back of the couch and.