How fascinating. I imagine this would be more addictive than the painkillers, for most people. All the emotions are dulled out and easier.”“Great,...now I can play psychologist. So what happened to you as a kid, Ash? This might shock you, but it was very easy for me to believe that you killed dad. I didn’t know him, but I know you, and I know that you have always seemed hollow or something. No one can ever look you in the eyes for long, because there’s something missing. So, when you said that in. After a few minutes she rolled me onto the bed fully and placed me on my stomach. She again spread my legs a little and came up behind me she began sticking her tongue in my ass probing it and fucking it with her tongue. At the same time she slipped a couple of fingers in my pussy and began working them in and out. This was the first time mentioned her husband saying I was super tight and that her husband would really like my pussy. It was an odd comment, but I was in the moment. She worked my. ." No buts, little girl. You either love me enough to do this or you don't. Simple as that!"Trixie was trapped. She didn't realize it but Spiker had maneuvered her into a corner from which her only escape was to lose him (or so she thought). She abhorred the idea of going to bed with another man, especially one as crude as Bernie (She hadn't told Spiker but during the poker game, Bernie had cornered her in the kitchen when she was getting the guys some beer and started feeling her up). But in. I suggest.I’m relieved when Cindy responds, “Sounds like a good plan.”After 20 minutes, that seemed to last hours, standing in line, we are finally through security and see our driver waiting. As I expected, our evening is spent in the hotel reviewing our files and notes.The second day of the audit is going smoothly. I’m so engrossed in the work that I forgot our plan to leave 5 minutes early until I hear Cindy.“We better pack up now if we don’t want to get caught at the end of that stupid line.