I was basically a secretary, andI saw myself that way. Better than the job.Four weeks into the new job, I was thinking about leaving it on a dailybasi.... My boss was so impressed with my work that she reduced myprobationary period to two months; however, all I could think of is thatmy mind needed to be challenged. I asked for more work, but my boss saidthat I wasn?t ready. She was going to bring me in slowly. Theorganization was growing, and she explained that by being her executiveassistant, I. "Oooh, you're a real filthy little bitch, aren't ya?" the lucky man stated arrogantly as Anne reached up and around his fat belly to grab his ass. Anne squeezed his fat, pale cheeks and fondled them, moaning like a bitch in heat against his drooling fuckstick. She used his ample rump as leverage to lift herself and pull her suckling mouth further up into his tool, his cock completely disappearing into her mouth, the head poking against her little throathole and making her gag wretchedly. "Yeah. Her clit was hard, protruding slightly, but enough to know she was aroused. Her clam was hairy. I haven’t shaved her since her last fucking with Mark. “How does my pussy look?” My wife asked.“Amazing,” I answered, almost memorized by her slit. “Maybe you should share it with Mark?” She suggested, hinting the camera. I picked up on her osmosis, quickly grabbing the Canon. I snapped a couple shots of her open shared pussy, which I posted on our profile, and sent to Mark via e-mail with a simple. "Duane lied to you, girls. His CAP score is two point four. How many of you gave him your virginity, thinking he was an eight plus?" Five of six girls raised embarrassed hands -- the exception being Marissa."I was right," SSG French nodded. "Six cases of fraud, five cases of theft of virginity through misrepresentation... That's a big black mark for your headstone, Son." What do you mean?" Duane asked.CPL Potter glared at him. "The penalty for using a counterfeit CAP card for any purpose is.