"The sound of his phone snapping pictures thundered in Stacy's ears and haunted her dreams that night.She sat in the outer office with her right hand ...ver her stomach. Despite nibbling on saltine crackers and sips of water during lunch, her stomach would not stop churning. Sweat formed on her brow despite the air conditioning."I suggest you work on consistency," chided Mr. Bo.The paper in her hand with nine correct answers sealed her fate. She had sold her soul. Only the total cost was in. While we didn't go particularly fast on the way to town, we took a more leisurely pace back. The slower pace gave us some time to chat rather than simply gasp for breath. Actually, this was just my problem. Phillip, damn him, never broke a sweat."You're a reporter, right?" Phillip asked."Yeah," I gasped. I said I had some breath for speaking. That doesn't mean I was relaxed. I was still paddling my ass off."So I suppose you do a lot of snooping," he continued. "It must be a big part of your. I considered going back to my timeline, finding my way home. Could I be happy just having lustful sex with no real attachment? Maybe my soulmate was in my timeline? No, I had to keep looking.I stepped out of the gateway and into my front yard. The sky was bright, the birds were singing and my counterpart was right in front of me, doing some gardening with Tabitha by his side. Besides the outfit, he looked just like me.“Holy shit, did I just jump into the future or something?” I asked rubbing my. Her loss. Ruth could feel an orgasm approach and his tongue hadn't even touched... "Yes BABYYYYYY!"Ruth screamed in ecstasy as the climax hit her. Hard. She always came hard when she was well eaten, but she seldom squirted as she just felt. This boy was amazing, a natural submissive, eager to please. He has just tongued her to a shattering climax, lapped up her juices, and kept going. She could hardly believe her luck. A naïve and soon-to-be-rich, baby-faced stud had walked into her office and.