‘What I didn’t tell her was that all my fantasies had centered on younger girls, most of them blonde, like my daughter. I suppose subconsciously I...had been fantasizing about having sex with Carla for years. Now, I was about to do that. She put her hands on my tits and lifted them and then she stroked my arms with her fingernails. I got chills and she did it again. I whimpered softly and felt her untying the back of my dress. When my tits were free, Carla’s hands were all over them. It was a. Bob Jackson, who also doubled as head of security. I got the normal welcome aboard speech and rules and regulations.He complemented me on the uniform fit and said he was amazed at how fast the background check got done and the weapons permit was approved. "We have never allowed security people to carry weapons before but with all that has happened around the country we felt it was a necessary thing. You are the first, so how it works out will set the precedent for all that follow."I was issued. I let my hands rest against the topside of your thighs as i pull your ass into my tongue forcing it deeper into your ass. You begin to let out deep moans. "Oh geez this whore is getting it" some girls begin to say. My cock begins to grow. I feel it pushing against my jeans.I stand up letting your asshole leak my saliva to the floor. I pull the skirt over your ass covering your pussy just barely. I lead you by your leash to the bathroom. two people can be heard inside. Someone is definitely. It doesn’t mean anything.” His mouth lifted at one corner. “You realise this is going to change everything between us.” She shook her head. “It won’t. I care too much about you to let that happen.” She moistened her lower lip and leaned closer. “I know you feel the same way.” “Still…” “Just…shhh.” She pressed her lips to his forehead, letting them linger there for a while, soaking up the warmth of his skin. Faint traces of his clean, crisp cologne drifted towards her, teasing her senses..