It’s usually good news. She also has a ‘human relations’ specialist working for her, making sure we tiptoe through the morass of laws and regula...ions foisted upon every business in the country.But that’s business. It’s good. We hire good people, treat them well; makes life good. At the end of the evening, though, that’s when the best part of my life happens. I go home to Cindy. That is, if Cindy hasn’t been in the office during the day. Sometimes she is. Three days a week, though, she’s been at. He drove us to the other side of the field next to a seating area which was desserted. I got of the bike and took a good look at the man who was turning me on so much right now. 'You enjoy that babe'? He said smiling and revealing his perfectly straight and white teeth. 'I did, I'm very revved up now if you know what I mean'?. I took a good look at him. God he was hot in his tight black leather biker gear. it was pure black and had no shitty tack patterns on it. He smiled again and said 'I. “So big and...” Her sentence was cut off as she began to smear her tongue against his ballsack. Unlike her human lovers, the creature had a very delicate and soft scrotum which Raquelle enjoyed dearly. She pressed her lips against it, kissing it carefully before starting to lick it again. Before long, she was ready for him. Remaining on her knees, Raquelle turned around and propped herself up with her hands. Her back arched as she rubbed her pussy slightly. She then separated her mocha brown. "You're Diego's father," Ronnie said, forcing a smile. She recognized the man immediately. With the exception of his hair going slightly gray at the temples, he was the spitting image of Diego, or rather Diego was the spitting image of his father."Yes, I am. You must be Veronica." He reached his hand out to her. "My name is Roberto Valdez." Nice to meet you, Señor Valdez." Ronnie shook his hand quickly."Please, Veronica, call me Roberto." He held her hand and smiled softly at her."Okay,.