She finally looked up after a few minutes when it was finally quiet and saw Mr. Ryan looking at her expectantly."Lia? Do you have a question?" Mr. Rya... raised a dark brow, staring at her still figure.Lia cleared her throat nervously, licked her lips quickly and answered, "Yes. Mr. Ryan...um." She lunged out of her seat awkwardly to stand in front of her desk, the paper crunched up in her hand. She wiped her damp hand on her short skirt, trying to calm herself down. She took a deep breathe,. The room was almost overcluttered with potions and arcane texts if it wasn't so large there definitely wouldn't be enough room to hold everything here, it was tidy and well organized from what she could see it was just to the brink of being overfull.Then suddenly she heard a woman's voice. "I see you taking in all the sights my brewing room has to hold?" They're right next to the cauldron was a beautiful blonde woman in glowing robes, she was beautiful, she had generous breasts seen easily. The result is a light gasp from you as your mouth opens involuntarily, the hand on your head pushes you down on the cock. The waiter’s cock slides into your mouth, it fills your mouth and you feel his hands holding you there. As your head is brought down on his cock you must re-adjust your body, you turn in the booth so your ass comes away from the seat. The owner then hikes up your skirt, you can feel his thick fingers pulling your panties aside and his fingers find your cunt. You are wet by. I think, of all of us, Moira has that tendency. In fact she always has. Nearly ended our relationship before it could sustain. Although probably thoroughly deserved on my part at the time. But both Cheryl and I call her on it. If it’s something worthy of discussion, and not said just for reaction, we discuss it. It can actually be helpful. But I just don’t think that way. Especially with those I love.”“You love me?”“Yes, Maria.”“I love you too.”“Even if it’s just sex?”“I could say the same.