I drove my tongue directly into her gaping hole, her juices already flowing heavily. I could feel how slack she was, how her usually tight vagina was ...ow much more cavernous than it normally was when I went down on her and I whirled my tongue around her enhanced circle, gauging the width. She wasn't lying about how big his cock was, that was for sure! I drove my tongue everywhere I could reach, switching again and again from buried deep inside her to working her clit, each movement building on. I don't EVEN want to be like Mom." But just because a lot of people do something doesn't make it right. Stupidity can flourish in large groups."Giggle. "I saw that on a sign in your office!" I had a poster that said "Never underestimate the stupidity of people in large groups."She kept on. "But what irks me, Dan Gleason, is getting lumped into the group. Like my hair. Until I did this blonde tipping thing, I looked pretty conservative. I don't do fashion trends. But do something striking to my. I won’t make the same mistake again. Looking at the computer makes my heart start to race, but almost immediately I decide that it would be best to pretend I’d never heard the computer in the first place. And if it really happens to be an urgent matter, one of life and death, I would be totally exonerated of all responsibilities, no matter what they may be. With a sigh I’m about to move away from his desk when the words write themselves in a minimalist white font dead center on the black. "Whatever, just make sure she stays healthy." I said. "Give it the rest of the day for the word of Estavante's end to get out, then send her home. Meanwhile put her back on please." It's me," Jen said into the phone. "I got the gist of it from the Admiral. So what can I do for you?" What did you decide about the yacht? Do we need to scuttle it or can we sell it?" I asked."The admiral has a genius computer and financial man here. Of course I did have to sleep with him, but the Yacht has been.