Being a smart woman and constrained by moral principles ingrained from her youth, she just knew she was being morally wrong. She knew she was not supp...sed to enjoy being a “bad girl” with “her boyfriend”. But why was she enjoying herself so much? Why was her husband so aroused by her toy-play and naughty pictures? She was trying to piece it all together in her mind with a definitive conclusion. But why couldn’t she? Reflecting on the year, she recalled the four-handed massage her husband had. Have you read Robert Louis Stevenson?" No, Sir." Be ready do discuss Stevenson tomorrow. I won't be here this afternoon," I told him as was parted.Miss McGomery let me punch some numbers into Stephanie's computer, which she told me would generate checks. She had me sit next to her while she explained the same things I had learned the day before, who was authorized to approve invoices and the amount of their dollar limits. "Did your uncle want to know what you learned yesterday?" She asked and. He went down on me & started licking me from behind. Oh my! I had my first climax of the night. This drove him even wilder (nothing like cummin to make a guy feel better about himself, right ladies?) I turned around to put him in my mouth but he only allowed a couple of mouth thrusts. He wanted to feel my insides. His cock was rock hard & I needed to feel that hardness deep in me too! I rested my arms on the car seat & he thrust his cock in me in one push. Luckily I was heavily lubed by my own. His cock was at full mast as he stroked. My eyes locked on his glistening head. He let go of his cock and walked closer. I retreated a few inches, afraid he might see. His cock stood horizontal. It seemed too big for his frame. Curved up like a ripe banana, it seemed to point me out. He stood mere feet from my secret place, again stroking his granite cock.I sat on the cold, rough gravel, fingers still soaking my pussy juices. I watched without blinking, his hand firmly gripping the shaft of.