Maybe you can handle it? She might not be here much longer anyway. Or is this going to start wearing on you? You’re unsure.As you wonder to yourself...you see John walk past the office window which looks out over the main office hall, clearly trying to hide her dejection from the others out there with her head held low. The door opens and she walks in, you can’t help but admire her looks momentarily. She is young, nineteen perhaps, blonde hair falling to her mid back. She’s wearing a very. “I don’t just cover fashion. I’m a well-rounded reporter, in addition to being a well-rounded woman,” She said boldly even though she felt insulted.However, Velamma continued asking him about his latest designs. She wanted to know whether he was designing any lingerie for women like her who were not skinny. Mandeep was also working on that. He usually made lingerie for women with the perfect body shape. But women like Velamma needed something even sexier.When he realized that Velamam could not. She moved back and forth and each time she pressed forward a little more, and he perfectly understood. She was actually trying a deep throat on him! He could feel the tip of his cock touching the back of her throat and this time he guided her and pressed his dick in a little more, and then suddenly felt like in heaven, he was really being deep throated. But Amy did not pull back, instead the was using all of her energy to move back and forth, gently guided by Johns strong hands, so that he now. For a moment, he considered the possibility that he'd been dreaming, but the presence of two Confederacy Marines, standing at the door quashed that notion.He swung his legs over the side of the bed, and started to rise. As he did, one of the marines took aim at him with a stinger, and the other saluted, shouting, "Please remain seated, SIR!"Ray returned the salute as best he could while remaining seated, and waited. The marine with the stinger didn't waver, but the one who'd spoken rapped.