Once i stopped, It took some time for her to recover from that magical feel. She opened her eyes and looked at me.“Ramneesh, Can i do to you what th...se actresses do on porn movies?”“What do you want to do?”“Can I take your THAT in my mouth”“My what…?”“THAT…”We broke into laughter.She moved down and took my rod in her hands. She examined it for a moment, raised her head to look at me, and with a naughty smile,kissed it at the tip. I smiled and kept my hand behind her head, holding her hair. I'm so curious!I fall to my rear again and stare at Mr. Owens. Jenny looks to him aswell."What's in the bag?" she asks. "Is there something for me too?"I have all manner of things that would delight a baby girl," he states."Would you like any of that?" I'm not a baby!" she declares. "I'm the daddy!" Oh," he says softly. "You wouldn't like any of it then." Show me anyway!" she decides.Soon the bag is at Mr. Owens feet. Stewart pirouetted and curtseyed asOwens opens it."Come here cutie," he. Jim went to the door.At the door was one of his team, Ron. Ron is a good looking black man about six feet two inches, at one hundred and eighty pounds. He lives on the southwest side of Chicago and had been working with Jim for two years. Jim liked him and was helping him make inroads to rise on the corporate ladder.He is quite a lady’s man. I have never seen him twice with the same woman. White, black, brown, yellow, or any other mix he likes them all. It also seems apparent they like him. I. I am your woman, a berserker’s woman, and I acted like a berserk whore!”I kissed her gently. “What I have just experienced is something unforgettable, my love, but doubt I could handle too much of your berserking!” We got up from the floor and sat on the charpoy. “I suppose you are going back to N’reeta now you have had your will of me?”She kissed me, soft and sweet like the Mimi I knew and loved.“She can sleep by herself from now on, Jacques. N’reeta has regained her confidence and her.