From the minute she removed her coat, and from the minute the first drop of her juices appeared on the end of her pussy lips.The hand caressing my bal...s was now squeezing them. As if I needed any encouragement on that score.This was it. Emma was going to get soaked.Emma sucked on the head of my cock one last time. As her hand brought itself up along my shaft towards her, my spunk erupted into her waiting mouth.I saw Emma’s mouth expand as she accepted my salty cream and then I saw her swallow. " Excited about the erotic potential that awaited at weeks' end, I slumped to the floor and quickly jerked myself to a wonderful little climax. Despite my begging repeatedly, she would not hint at what she has planned except to say she'll be ready when I get home from work. The week seemed to drag on forever. And while our routine cunnilingus was still deliciously amazing, I had a hard time thinking of anything else. I felt strangely more intimate with her as she held this secret over me. I. Henderson asked."Certainly," Susan said."Of course you do," Mr. Henderson said. "Few people do not. And instances of it never fail to provoke shock and horror on the part of those of us who feel it essential that innocent young children be safeguarded from sexual degenerates. Are you a person, Miss Lancaster, who feels our children must be protected from such abuse?" Certainly," Susan said. What was Mr. Henderson getting at?"Are you indeed?" Mr. Henderson shouted. "Well, to be honest, Miss. Before we go inside, we have to put on a protective suit and gas mask. In my briefings, I was told of a secret room that we discovered, thanks to the notes Jen provided. That isn’t where Paul takes me. Instead, he brings me straight to Mr. Couture’s office. Half our team is copying files here while the other half is in the hidden room.Nothing in the office is blackmail material. It is all legal paperwork, but it disguises Mr. Couture’s real intent here. I knew that he has only been in the.