"Dirty, dirty girl. See what happens when you put yourself in dangerous predicaments? Spying on us like that...this is exactly what you wanted isn't...it?" My eyes lifted to his, grimacing, he was massaging my tonsils with his cock. Is this what I wanted? Not to just watch, but take her place; be the one kneeling to his side while someone looked on? His free hand moved to the back of my neck, the other still tugged and controlled the speed of my mouth. Faster and faster, then a real slow. It was about to become a shelter. In order to shield myself from liability, I was the owner but the Community Services Foundation leased it from me. With money I donated to them. This project had put quite a dent in my liquid capital, but I didn’t want the property mortgaged as we approached the turn of the millennium.I had to wonder if I had done anything that would affect the two dramatic market turns I expected. The first would be at the turn of the century. The second would come in about. She pinned him down and looked him in the eye for a few seconds, and she could see how much he wanted her. She lifted up his shirt and began to lick his nipples. When she could tell that he wanted more, she started biting to tease him. He couldn’t stand not having his huge dick inside her. She unbuttoned his pants with one hand while she continued biting his nipples. Tyler was unbelievably turned on at this point. He couldn’t take his eyes off Emily. He was so focused on how sexy she looked in. Regardless, Tasha's been apologizing profusely since it's happened... Writing him off as well as even spreading rumors about him at school. So, at least, her sincerity and loyalty made up for her selfishness... Barely coming out of her slump though, she's been keeping busy with school to further take her mind off it. Spending most of her time in the band room practicing, messing around on the xylophone... Hiding out in the only place in school free from judgement. Being that track doesn't.