I had a shower and the whole time I was debating with myself should I open the curtains and allow him to watch my sexy body or to let it be closed. In...the end, the later thinking won and I got ready and went to office. The whole day in the office I was just thinking and cursing myself as to why I did not opened up the curtains, what harm was it going to make etc. with all these thoughts flowing through my body the whole day I had very much decided what I will be doing the next day.So a day. "You are a whore. You like all kinds of sex, don't you?" Oh yes, I am definitely an opportunist, but I've been into guys lately." You sure are good at it." Thanks, I guess. Can we keep going?" You're sure about this?" Most definitely." I feel his cock hardening between my thighs. I slide down his body and suck on him to speed up the process. When he is at full mast, I come back up to his face to look in his eyes as I slide my ass down to his cock. He hands me the lotion from his desk as he. There was no sign of her stopping so I pulled her tight to me and my hands grabbed her around the small of her back.My hot breath lingering against her neck, and her warm breath and lips against my chest. Then I felt her hand move slightly, encircling my cock, and I realized that she knew exactly what she was doing.I reached down and grabbed her hand, not trying to hurt her but trying to gain control. Quickly tugging her up onto her feet and leading her into my house.I didn’t give her. .. let's see. How to approach this? Do you remember an old song... it would be back around the '90s? There was this sort of neo-folk singer named Joan Osbourne, and she sang a song, 'One of Us'? One of the lyrics was 'What if God was one of us?'"My alarm stepped up a notch, and I looked at him cynically. "Yes?" Tara, I'm... well, I'm not going to claim to be God. But I created you."My instincts began to step up a notch, and I tensed to leap out of the booth.He closed his eyes, and spoke very.