" I don't want a raise, Mr. Grant." Oh. So it's been a year, huh?" Well, yes. And, you know, Mr. Grant, in all that time, I've never had a day off? No... even a sick day. And, well, Rhoda -- you know my friend Rhoda? -- the department store's sending her to a convention in Florida next week. Florida! And I could share her hotel room, and one of the other window dressers just canceled so there's a plane ticket available, and... Can I go, Mr. Grant?"Lou's face clouded over and he leaned forward to. Katie's pussy was tight; not extremely tight, not like it was painful, but it was a snug fit.Katie moaned softly as she lowered herself onto me. She was looking down still, but I could see she was biting her lip. I was inside of her as far as I could go now. She looked up at me, smiling. "We did it!"I couldn't help but laugh. Katie laughed with me, but was cut off by a moan that was more of a gasp than anything else. Katie slowly lifted herself up, taking my cock out of her. This time was much. If she had her long hair brushed out, and wasn’t wearing make-up, she could almost pass for pre-teen ... As it is, the make-up is bordering on slutty, just the way our producer likes it, and her hair is tied up behind her head in a loose bun that flops and bounces as she walks, the make-up/hair combo making her look much more of a grown up. She’s actually older than she looks – which is a good thing, otherwise the producers could be going to jail!She giggles as she crosses the studio floor,. Heathers arms began to move upward, her arms flailing, trying to prevent it, a useless gesture. He grinned as they pulled up higher, her tee shirt moving up, revealing more of her naked stomach, moving up to her bra. The captain’s hand was becoming more insistent as he f***ed her to watch the debasement of her s****r. His hands rubbed up and down her supple skin. ‘Such soft skin, just as I imagined,’ the captain said. Heather was now stretched up high, having to stand on her toes to keep the.