He tittered to himself, loving the way that his cute little skirt flewup and showed off his big pretty bum. He reached back andenthusiastically spanke... himself to roars of approval.Marcus and Rod began madly kissing and squeezing at one another,occasionally glancing over to make sure the girls had noticed. Fakingsoft little moans, they fell back into the jelly and thrashed around,purring in mock pleasure as they rubbed their hands sensuously up anddown one another's jelly-streaked bodies.Their. Then gradually he slacked off the thrusting movements of his middle finger, using his own legs to spread Marilyn's quivering thighs even wider apart to completely expose her helpless loins to his view. Using both hands, he parted her hair-lined pussy-lips, then inched slowly forward, prodding his desire-engorged cock farther up between her thighs, and dropped lower and lower until the bulbously pounding head was thrust right up into the moistened slit of her cunt.Marilyn turned her head to one. The desk was large and quite old. It was said a Pope had once owned the cherry panelled desk with its ornate drawers and shelves. Some of the employees of Bergmans whispered that Ms Bergman had more power and wealth than any Pope, past or present!As usual, Ms Candace Bergman was the epitome of elegance. She wore a pencil line skirt that touched the bottom of each nylon sheathed knees. That skirt and matching jacket was designed specially for Candace by the Italian designer Moralldo. No other. “How are you feeling about that?”“Free. Exhilarated. I should have done it years ago.”“It also means he won’t be paying for your tuition anymore, correct?” Mira asked me.“Correct.” I answered, surprisingly full of confidence. “I’d rather have student debt for years than continue to live feeling like I have to appreciate that guy anyway.” I continued. “I’m ... you’re right. Setting healthy boundaries is fucking great.”Mira laughed supportively. “I am glad you’re accepting the practice of.