She had looked around her at those more senior and saw they came in three shapes. Backstabbers, who spent more time destroying others than actually wo...king. Brown-nosers, a term she learned from an Englishman, who stuck as close as possible to their own boss. Finally, and the only route for Kelly, was patronage. She always laughed at this strange word. To her, it meant the Medici family supporting Leonardo da Vinci, not something for the twenty-first century, but it was still here.Kelly had. Mmmm! They say a picture of beauty can speak a thousand words of pleasure…Well every time a picture of you comes into my mind…damn I find myself getting lost in so much pleasure and desire…that without hesitation I feel my dark cock getting excited for you…Wanting you, needing you…and when you’re not here I find myself touching myself for you…I get lost in the realms of wanting my lips pressed against your lips…as our tongues begin to explore the hidden pleasure zones…Damn just sitting here. "We best get out of here," I said but neither of us was dressed, and there wasn't much room in the back of the van to get dressed in a hurry."Look, if you want I'll go out and calm him down," she offered bravely. "Throw me my top." Yeah, he might be more amenable talking to you," I conceded.It was not that I was scared to face him, well ok, yes it was. She had slept in just a pair of white bikini knickers and now she with some difficulty pull a shirt on over her naked breasts. She opened the. I ear is car was comming ! I was in a trouble now !I open the back of is car trow me down and close it I start and drive the car about 30 min. When i open is car again i was in a cave full equiped with bdsm tools I tight me in a x table and put out the plastic bande that was mon my mouth I told me ir you can scream as much a you want no one will ear you And i left the room and turn the light off There i start to cry like a little baby girl I was alone about 2 hours then i start to ear noise in.