It is vulgar!” “I can’t help the way I am built, Madame Tyser,” Lisa moaned, as she suffered the unending cadence being tapped out on her jun...tion. “And these, what have I said about these?” she snarled, relocating her aim to the poor girls nipples; steadily rapping them with the tip of her stick until they had hardened, making them even more obvious than they already were. “Your choice of leotard was poor. At the least, you should have worn the shields that I have provided. Your body parts. What an experience it was. Then the classic fucking began. The usual thrusts in and out. I watched her body moving to meet each of my thrusts, her breasts gently rolling to and fro, her belly slowly moving up and down as she was breathing hard and let out a low gasp each time I plunged in. She was moaning as I rhythmically pumped her . I could feel the increased wetness in her as she was nearing her climax. She climaxed soon with a gush of her fluids and those wonderful contractions of her. He knocked on her door and she opened it, wearing a cream colored robe with bright colored cherry blossoms printed on the silk. ‘I’m sorry for almost running you over, helping you get fired, moving next door to you, smoking you out of your apartment, and trying to kiss you.’ he blurted out before she told him to get lost, handing her a sad looking little daisy from the yard. Mimi smiled ear to ear, taking the little flower in her hand. ‘And I’m sorry for spilling chili on you, dumping soda on. A remote control and a closed blue folder lay on the coffee table, both with sides precisely aligned to parallel the sides of their surface. The apartment smelled of air fresheners, coffee, and pasta with meatballs."Forty five seconds," I said. "Not bad." I pulled my lock picks out of the keyhole and carefully slid them under the straps of my pouch."Pitifully slow," said Constance. "You mock the fine art of burglary." She strolled confidently into the living room. Our voices were barely.