I was shocked and said “Yeah, I slept after our call”. She smiled. In her smile, I understood that she knew I masturbated last night.At lunch time... I wanted to continue this topic and asked her what she was thinking that I did last night. She smiled again and replied “Did you clean the table after our call?”. I said yes and she asked me to get married soon. “Are you ready?” I replied sarcastically. She smiled and we finished the lunch. The next day I went to the office and that was a Friday. We. Is it a newfound religion? Not likely. Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective. " She paid closer attention as he lowered the box into the store room. His shirt rode up and his pants slid down and she saw the flash of blue again. It was all too familiar a blue! "Uh, thanks Mike." She mumbled. "Gotta go use the ladies for a while." Bri practically ran to her bathroom. She had to make sure she was right. She emptied her laundry basket on the floor and used her feet to spread the clothes around. She was right! Her blue panties were missing!. He trailed away from my mouth and made his way towards my neck, nipping at the sensitive spot just above the collar bone, his hands moved delicately over my body towards my ass and gripped it tight, kneading it slowly while he thoroughly licked the spot over and over again. Animalistic grunts came from my mouth and I begged for him. ‘Please, baby please stop torturing me, I want you please.’ He gave me a lustful piercing gaze and removed his hands from my ass, and went between my parted legs..