Darling Della you should know better than to even half-believe island rumors.’ ‘Ah I suppose so. Where are they now?’ ‘They’ve gone to inspe...t more of the farm and will have a mid-afternoon picnic at Shipwreck Bay.’ ‘Christ Penny, there’s only one reason why Dan would take here there.’ ‘Oh, and how many men have taken you there darling?’ ‘My husband and at times four other men including… um… oh god what am I saying?’ ‘You were about to say Charlie?’ ‘Ohmigod Penny, I always have thought you’d. I hear your breathing grow harder. You are becoming so wet that my finger slips in between your lips and I stroke them rising higher and higher until I touch your clit. I feel the hot knob and gently stroke it with my thumb. It is now so wet between your legs that my finger slips easily into your love tunnel, then two. I push them in deeper and deeper and then curling my finger so they touch the upper insides of your pussy I slowly slide them out, stroking your "G" spot. If I were not kissing. At least not according to the error descriptions that our hotline could get out of the customers. So, on suspicion, I packed the spare parts that matched the suspected bugs and set off. Why did the big parts always have to break down if I am the one to replace themduring my orders?After I had exchanged a sorting unit, cleaned a few transport rollers and readjusted a paper feed, spent a total of four hours in traffic jams and had lunch at a chinese takeout, whose list of ingredients I probably. I had been jacking off for some time by now, and I knew what cum was, but I never knew anyone could come this much. Then I realized that Michael was not cumming. Instead, he was pissing in my mouth. I swallowed the first mouthful expecting it to taste awful, but it was very mild, almost like warm water, with just a hint of salt. I drank all of Michael's piss, and became aware of the fact that I was not even offended, but actually turned on. I could hardly wait to see what Michael would make me.