It was only a few minutes from closing and she couldn't stop her mind from thinking about begging for his cock. She knew she never would, but she was ...o caught up in the fantasy that she hadn't realized she had reached the area and already picked out one of her favorites. She felt a bit embarrassed by her choice because it was such a filthy little novel. It showed just how a little fuckslave liked to be treated with dog fucking, gangbanging, and even piss drinking. Abby was so worried he'd. Her replacement was being put through her paces in Bram Bareback's office. It was well after all but the most dedicated agents had gone home to their families, friends and pets. Mavis Watson was the first black female agent to be assigned to Bareback's section. One look at her file, which included a few discrete pictures of the young agent in her birthday suit, posed full front, rear and side, and he knew that she was the leading candidate to take over the duties of Chloe Starkers, who was at. I attended classes in the day while Heather hunted for jobs, quickly finding a position as day hostess in one of the more exclusive private clubs in Omaha."What's it like in there?" I asked one night as we snuggled together on the couch, watching some inane reality show on television. Even after Heather had found a job, somehow the option of her moving out had never come up."It is so great!" Heather exclaimed happily. "A lot of... interesting stuff goes on there, but for the most part the job. You’re still a pervert .” “And you still haven’t gotten rid of your boner?” I replied. She said, “every time it got soft, it started getting hard again. Honestly, it’s been hard most of the day, and it’s starting to feel sore.”We walked the quarter of a mile to our house. We must’ve been quite a sight: a braless girl with bouncing boobs and hard nipples, and a boy with a fully erect cock. We walked into the house together and went up to Shelby’s bedroom, the room I woke up in that morning..