That added to the frustration in my career, but as someone long ago told me – 2 ½ k**s and a mortgage. That’s all I needed to hear. It’s the ...eautiful that got ahead, some say with female bosses. The rest of us just need to survive and bring home the income.Yet, that dictum never seemed to work with Marge. I saw the sexiest tallest men suavely present their work and their ideas, so confident of their persuasiveness, while most everyone would be nodding in agreement (whether they understood. “Did I do something wrong Kenny”?“No, but I’m afraid that I may do something terribly wrong, and that’s why you should leave”.“Were you thinking about having sex with me like mom and dad do”?“Yes I was, and that is why you have to get out of here”.“I’m not afraid Kenny. I would do anything you asked me to”.“Debbie, your pussy is way too small for my cock, and I don’t want to hurt you. Besides, I could go to jail, if anyone ever found out”.“What if we just kind of rubbed them together to see. It wasn't as webbed up past the surface, as it felt like electric, warm slime while when spread out it took on the composition of a glue-type webbing, though had no problem to spread around and stretch. She dipped her hand into the transparent resin, lifting her hand out as she attempted to ball her fist to hold it. However as she did gather a glop handful, the surface of the resin stretched in a almost alien-like webbing along with her hand.Giggling almost drunkenly from the unusually "hot". When he stopped he pulled my pants and panties the rest of the way off. He still had his pants on and so I reached up and started to unbutton and unzip his pants. I pulled them about half way down and he then stepped out of his jeans and underwear. He stood naked with his hard 7” cock sticking out. Phil then sat down next to me on the bench seat. I reached over and grabbed his cock and started to stroke him. After about a minute I leaned over and took his cock head in my mouth and started.