Keefer, keep fucking my cunt with with your tongue, keep fucking it. Oh my cunt! Oh my…' Her words trailed off into a high pitched squeal as the gat...s opened and her cum rushed out over Mr. Keefer’s face. He pressed it deeply into her pussy and sucked in the juices, holding her lips open to let it flow out.Lillian barely had time to go limp, her legs and head dangling over the sides of the desk, before she felt a rush of air and a shadow across her vision. Two hands clamped her head as a giant. I had found work for him on a loading dock. He showed up on time, did his work and went home, but he never spoke a word. Even now, he just sat in my visitor's chair staring at his hands.I had no reasons to get on his case but I had a bad feeling. After he left I called his wife at work and told her of my worries. The poor woman started to cry but she was afraid, too. I then got the phone number of their church from her and called the priest. I told him that I thought that Daniel might be. . I asked you to drink one more glass of water for me “I prefer not to use gloves on external exams” I said as I lifted your right breast and look closely, and kneaded and pressed, feeling for lumps. “Are you lactating?” I asked, and you said “No”so I began squeezing your right breast, from chest to nipple , “I am seeing if any milk or fluids will release from your milk ducts as a way to see your over-all breast health.”I continued to squeeze with both hands, milking the breast, squeezing kind. My heart missed a beat when I took the magazine's call, realising that I would be able to meet my cyber-lover Gary for the first time. I was slightly flustered as I put down the phone. Should I message him to tell him I was coming? Or think about the girlie items I needed to pack? There was barely thirty-six hours before the flight. I did a mental checklist of the essentials; bra, white fishnets, matching suspenders and my best cream satin panties (the latter, I decided, had to be.