"If you think I'm going in there, your Fucking nuts. I'm outta this place. Come on mum!" Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert. Jessy opened her m...uth to quell her daughter's anger, but before she could speak, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eyes aflame with rage, but alight with joy. "That, will be the last time you use that kind of language, within Northern-Veil, young lady. I, am Ms. Harriet Taggert. You will call me Ms. Taggert, or Madame." She finished, and glared at Quinn with such. I was hoping, we were not going to be having lunch with all of her colleagues. It’s not that I didn’t like them, but I felt somewhat out of place when they started talking shop. When that happened, I felt sort of uneducated for some strange reason.I saw the hostess point Jennifer in my direction, she waved and started over. I noticed a short brunette was following her, along with three men and another blonde. So much for being alone, I thought to myself. I was relieved when the three men and. Lithe and trim, she lay there waiting for him. Her firm, young breasts were like shimmering domes, satin-covered pillows. The coral-blushed nipples on each of those tempting mounds were stiff and erect like delectable little mushrooms.Her legs opened, spreading slowly. The damp slit of her sex was quivering with anticipation of his entry. An entry he delayed no further.Moving toward her, he lowered himself atop the luxury of her young body. Immediately, her arms were around his neck and her. I see a drop of moisture forming at his tip and I lean forward, watching his face as my tongue sweeps out to collect it. His eyes close and a slow rumble escapes through his lips.He tastes salty; it’s not an unpleasant taste. I dip my head slightly, taking the bulbous head of his cock between my lips and sucking. He winds his fingers into my hair and lays a gentle pressure on the back of my head, but I won’t let it guide my movements too far. I take him an inch at a time, slowly and carefully.