Johnson helping Tiffany? She was the type of girl men did things for. But that would be cheating and against the rules. Wouldn't it?Every time Tiffany...went to see Mr. Johnson, Jenny sat in her cubicle not able to work. It made her anxious. She had known girls like Tiffany in high school and even college. They didn't work as hard as people like Jenny. They didn't seem to be as smart. Yet their grades were higher. Yes, Tiffany's meetings with Mr. Johnson made Jenny nervous.What also bewildered. Took my coat off and he nodded his approval and said hed missed fucking me so much and we sat down on his sofa and he started to kiss and fondle me and of course i put my hand in his shorts and took his cock out and it was huge like i remembered and knew i could take it all when lubed. I bent down and started by licking the bell end and then started to take his monster into my mouth gagging on his full length. Then in one movement he took hold of me and threw me face down on the sofa ripped my. I kept looking and worrying about the driver of the car. I hoped he or she was doing alright and I wondered what had happened, what had made the car hit the concrete wall at such a strange angle, was it because of a technical malfunction of the car, a seizure or some other acute illness, mobile phone fiddling whilst driving or maybe even drugs? I suspected I would never know. A firetruck arrived at the scene and within minutes the car was opened up like a giant can of tuna. The medics started. "So what are you two doing back here so early? I thought you were going golfing."Ben took the liberty of responding. "We did. Sort of. But the clientele turned ugly so we left. Besides, we decided we'd rather hang out with you anyways."Kaija snorted. "Sure... Whatever you say, Ben," she teased. "But the last time you were here, you couldn't leave fast enough!"Ben's cheeks turned a deep shade of pink. He hadn't planned to mention last night, but there it was, staring him in the face. Yeah, she.