’ Hank pointed down an unlit hallway. ‘Okay.’ I smiled, ready to follow him anywhere. We slipped down the dark hall, past doors that might have ...oncealed anything. Did Linda have a craft room, stuffed with fabric and beads? Did Stanley have some kind of smuggled contraband from a foreign head of state? Or maybe it was the other way around…Stanley secretly enjoyed needlepoint, Linda consulted with Sheiks from Arabia. The mental image made me smile. One door had a panel next to it. With a. However, we need to make sure that this does not happen again, don’t we?”I could barely muster a “yes, sir” I was shaking so badly imagining what was to come.In one swift motion, he moved me from the arm of the chair so that I was bent over his lap. He spent a moment rubbing my bottom through my pencil skirt. But the second he stopped I could feel it unzipping, revealing my black lacy thong. He patted me a few times, before saying what I had been dreading all evening; “So, I do believe 30. ..bang, bang, bang. It was crazy-wild! It's been a long time since I've been fucked that hard - sorry, honey." I chose to withhold the remark in my head about it having been a long time since she had been fucked, period. I'm nice like that. "Anyway, as soon as I reached under him and tickled his balls, he came in me. He came lots and lots. Then he kinda collapsed on me before he rolled off. He doesn't make as much noise as you do when you cum. So that was that, we did it. Oh, and I left a. "Yes, Miss Becky," Kim whinnied as she turned to look over her shoulder at her spunk spattered passenger. "You're very sticky. Why've you got that 'stuff' all over you?" It's just a souvenir of a wonderful performance." Mommy patted Kim's head. "Now, you two trot off to bed and remember, Becky, don't put too much weight on Kim's back and keep both feet on the floor." Yes, ma'am," Becky mumbled. "Giddy up, Kim." That girl," Mommy shook her head, "I'll have to peel her off the sheets in the.