“It’s fine, have to go!” Mumtaz said as she started walking. She could only take small steps because larger ones would make the plug hit against...her insides, and she moaned every time it happened. The pain had become a pleasure now.Mumtaz got in her car and drove quickly home. Back at home, she had to struggle to get the plug out. Her panty was drenched with her juices. She decided to take the next day off too. After all, she had to attend a party tonight.“What the hell did you do to me?” she. "Henry didn't look at Alex, he just kept watching the two walk away before finally saying, "Alex, you get me into all kinds of shit. First the girls, and now this."Alex was stunned, all he did was try to help Henry with his confidence talking to girls, and the stuff with Frankie and Stevie had nothing to do with him. "Henry, I... I don't know what to say. Whatever I did, I did it to help you, you got to believe me" Oh I do, Alex, but shit seems to follow you wherever you go. And right now,. "Is there somewhere we can go so I can sell you my cookies?" Abby said quietly. "This is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong," screamed the responsible voice inside her. "Fuck him silly," said the bad girl voice, apparently the stronger of the two."Sure, my room is right through here," said Jeremy in a husky voice.They walked down the hall to a messy, masculine room. A big blue quilt covered the bed, which was scattered with Playboy and Penthouse magazines. After shutting the door, Jeremy. It was during one such visit that Vivianna learned exactly what Nukuma thought of her. She was sitting at her desk and Nukuma approached from behind. Leaning over her, he demanded to see the Ambassador's revised agenda for the day. Taking advantage of the situation, Vivianna sat upright and thrust her chest forward. She heard a sharp intake of breath but managed to suppress her giggles.Peeking inside her blouse, Nukuma had glimpsed Vivianna’s virtually-naked breasts protruding from a half-cup.