After a minute, Sally kicked off her shoes and we headed out on the dance floor.Sally and I had spent the rest of the evening, waiting for the ball to...drop on the big screen TV over the bar, in each other's arm, our bodies pressed tightly together as we danced every dance the band played. As we danced, my hand slipped slowly down Sally bare back, molding her body into mine. Sally moaned softly as my fingertips caressed her spine. She clung to me fiercely as I slipped my hand inside the back of. She didn't leave anything to the case though, and approached my face with the dildo, giving me a nice whiff of that cum smell."Feel that slave? Guess where this is going?" In my ass mistress?" That's a good boy.." she smirked at me, knowing i would enjoy that...Pulling on my ass she spread her legs across my waist, letting the dangling tip of that huge cock fall on my asshole. She could easily stand up and penetrate my ass without even kneeling, although i knew she wanted to force the whole. Perhaps two light fixtures.After dinner I rubbed Weena's abdomen again — could it have grown in 24 hours? I also massaged her feet. She told me how good I was. I told her I was selfish, as I knew I'd be rewarded. I was.Monday Kevin called me in the office. "What is this galah stuff?" he began."Could you give me a notion as to the topic?" This Watkins stuff!" He sounded irritated."Mr. Watkins feels he should have been promoted. Mr. Eyre didn't agree. I noticed in the files that Eyre's. I think I’m goin’ this morning. When I flatline, let me go. Y’all hear me. Let me go.”Then he turned to the crowded room and said, “You’ve meant a lot to me. I’ve had tears and laughter, lots of rewards, plenty of hugs and kisses, but I’m a dirty old man at heart. I’ve held back from temptation, and now I’m going to give in. I want y’all to line up and give me my last hug and kiss, and when you do, I’m going to pat and maybe rub each of y’all’s pretty butts. Bob, a handshake and hug will do.