. A family costs money, and..." Yes it does," Dr. Leyton agreed, stepping in. "It costs a lot. What, is he handing in his two weeks' notice?" No, he's...handing us notice of his two weeks' notice," said Dr. Polkiss."I'm still looking around," Jon said, "I don't have anything lined up yet. But if something does come up... I mean. I just... Need the money." Right," Dr. Leyton agreed, "family being the multi-million dollar industry it has become." We could just give him another raise," Dr. Polkiss. He thrust into my mouth, triggering my gag reflex as the swelling head of his member pressed against the back of my throat. Reflexively, I grasped his shaft and began to bob my head, slow at first, then faster, my tongue swirling around his glans, relishing the clear fluid that leaked from his opening, straining to take all of him in.When the first jet of semen shot down my throat I clamped my lips around him and sucked for all I was worth as he grunted with pleasure above me. Spurt after spurt. I knew her reluctance was fragile, however. It was a feeble, verbal signal that although the last remnant of her ethical walls still stood, they were teetering and about to come crashing down. I easily slipped my hand between her legs. Her vulva was already moist and slick. Touching her button, ever so gently, I felt a tremor course through her body. She still clamped her legs weakly against my hand, but with each gentle stroke on her clitoris, Karen spread her legs a little wider. I had Karen. Whack¿,½, whack¿,½, with each whip of the cane the brunette contorted her body in every direction and screamed to the top of her lungs but the pole was secured in its place by two other guards keeping it from twisting itself. After 15 minutes of this, the canning stopped and the brunette laid there with her legs in the air and her hairless cunt bruised with welts. Rivulets of blood pooling at her asshole. Quickly a rope was thrown up and over other branch of the tree..