My dress has a zipper at the front and I suddenly feel a second pair of hands from behind me, touching my breasts and then I feel how the zipper is be...ng pulled down slowly. I want to turn around, but I feel Marcus’ familiar mouth brushing and attacking my slightly parted lips. This arouses me even more and I kiss him back hungrily, letting my mind and body go with the flow, as I feel my own juices beginning to flow. The second pair of hands roams all over my body, pulling my dress open to. She followed that up with a couple of spin around moves, drove to 15 feet, turned right, and drilled a hook shot through the hoop with her right hand with the ball contacting nothing but net. She retrieved the ball and dribbled back out, passed the ball behind her back to me, got it back from me, dribbled a few times, turned to her left, and made a second hook shot but this time with her left hand although this time it hit the backboard first before going through the hoop.The tough guy suddenly. “Drink that,” he said without enquiring whether it was what she wanted or not. But Simone drank greedily - which was understandable - almost choking. Her features quivered a little as her eyes lighted on me. I could still feel the sensation of her liquid-warm cunt and no doubt she could still feel the hardness of my cock. “Cassim will be along shortly,” announced the Boss, “So you’re going to get a second fucking this afternoon, my slave.” Simone’s features twitched and a tic in her cheek. No, you're right. There's no place I need to be. I'd love a cup of coffee." Come on up, then. It'll give me a chance to show off my new coffee maker."His shoulders slumped and he took his time making it up the stairs. Depression. It was pretty obvious. They had drugs for that. The same drugs that put his wife in the state she was in now. Which caused him to take care of her and lose his job. It would be ironic if he ended up taking the same drugs that were at the root of his depression.How do.