I couldn't help but check out my boss and i was hardly listening to anything he was saying as his lips were moving and sound was coming out but all i ...aw was his tattoos, and me pulling on his brown hair and making him eat my pussy while i straddled him on the floor by sitting on his face. I let out a huge sigh, and nodded when he was finished talking. although i heard not one thing he said after "you can have the rest of the day off and tommorrow you don't work." he then, patted my shoulder,. I'd put on panties, pants and bra before he wandered back around to my side of the bed, pushed me back down, and took it all off me again.Then, when he knew I was close, he stood up with a sly grin and headed into the bathroom to brush his teeth. He came back and did it again two more times before I managed to get all my clothes on and my hair brushed and braided. I did half the braiding with my jeans around my ankles, his hands squeezing my ass, and soft kisses being planted everywhere between. It was a short walk to her holding pen. We were deep within my cathedral complex, in a private chapel area adjacent to my living quarters. Within moments I was standing before Shephatiah. She was dressed in a white and blue marriage burqa, the traditional colors for a Karbalan wedding. The required black marriage hood on top of her veil was completely blinding her, and I could hear her breathing heavily underneath it. Hyperventilating? After such a long ceremony, I thought the air under the. I reached in to kiss him, then I hesitated when I could feel him trembling. This boy was six foot one, and well over two hundred pounds. I was (and still am) four foot eleven. Back then I probably weighted about 90 pounds. I wasn't the least bit nervous, so the feeling of him trembling had an unusual effect. When I looked into his eyes and saw the trepidation, the labored breathing of a young man who wasn't sure what would happen next, I got turned on. Feeling his nervousness and seeing a drop.