Straight into her mouth, she rubbed herfingers around on her tongue. She could taste her juices, mixed with hersweat.Jenny took her left hand down to...her hole and this time with just one fingershe explored her pussy. Not just in and out this time, she wiggled itaround and used it to apply pressure to different spots inside her vagina.It was magical and she could feel the wetness building again.She began licking the rest of her right hand clean to make sure none of herlittle girl juice went to. He slowly humps into her, holding her thin legs with each hand. "Daddy, why did you leave... Why don't you love me..." Emmy barely utters through her drunken slurring, the room spinning above her. "Take it, whore." The man groans under his breath, plunging deeper inside of her tight pussy. He lets go of her legs and lowers himself on her, humping harder and faster. Emmy moans out softly, whimpering in rhythm with his thrusting. The bed begins to squeak. "Rape meee, rape meee..." Emmy moans out. Dr. Yamada bowed lower than I had and Jayne translated what Dr. Yamada said.When Jayne translated what I said, she called the scientist Dr. Yamada san. We thought we were just being polite, but to Dr. Yamada, we had given her a higher status than she deserved. She immediately launched into Jayne, telling her she had shamed herself because I was the boss and Jayne hadn’t used the right protocol.I bowed to Dr. Yamada and held up my hand in a “stop” motion. I kept a smile on my face so she didn’t. Arriving at Johnson, she grabbed her hardhat and followed Brad to the reception area. A secretary soon appeared to take Brad to his appointment and a few minutes later a man appeared to greet Kim. He introduced himself as Sam Baxter, the plant manager, and led the way back to the plant floor.As soon as they reached the floor, Kim was glad she was wearing what she was. It was already hot and, since it was still early in the day, it was going to get hotter. If the production area was.