”She smiled and pointed at him, then grabbed another piece of fruit and ate it. “Do you speak English? Do you understand my words?”She would smi...e if he smiled at her, and ate the same fruit pieces he ate, or piece of bread, but didn’t speak. He brushed some blonde hair out of her face and pulled more seaweed from her hair as he spoke, “Well angel, I don’t know where you came from, or how you got here, but you’re here now, alive and well. Considering how bad that storm was, I’d say it’s a. The smell of industrial cleaner notwithstanding, cleaning was soothing and restful. Ow! She rubbed her arm furiously, and then turned it over and looked at it. It felt like she’d just been stuck with a needle! There was nothing there, no blood, no mark. Eh, maybe she’d hit the counter or something… She squeezed the bottle’s trigger into a new square, and started scrubbing the sides of the computer. Sheila liked watching the dirt come away into the cloth. It felt like she was accomplishing. ”My cock’s head was barely between her lips when Iejaculated, sobbing with relief. I stayed there until Iwas spent and felt her tongue circling my glans. Then Iwiggled my way back down her lush body dragging my ramright between her lovely boobs, and she spread her legsand closed her eyes. It was still big and hard. Itlooked like the back end of a three-cell flashlight ormaybe the handle of a tennis racket.I wiggled up, wiped the dribbling cockhead up and downher slit a time or two. " "Well Good Luck" he said.The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. As I walked down the hallway toward room 506 I felt a hand squeeze my ass. Startled, I turned to see the maintenance man behind me grinning and I gave him a scowl. "Don't work too hard Tracy." he said with creepy grin on his face. He duckedinto a room marked "EMPLOYEES ONLY" and I continued down the hallway. When I reached room 506 I took a deep breath, cleared my throat and proceeded to knock upon the door. "rap".