Blowing on her cunt, he felt her arch her back and cry out knowing she was nearing an orgasm. Between wetting her cunt with his tongue then blowing i... dry with his breath, she cried out again and shook as she orgasmed and dropped down to the bed quietly sobbing quietly. Spreading her cunt lips, he started lapping up her juices from her orgasm then scooped some out with his own fingers and put it to her lips offering her to taste it. Seeing her turn her head, he forced his finger into her. In fact, it makes you sexier." He paused. "But if it bothers you, or you're not interested, I'll stop. I don't want to force my company on you." Carolyn was quick to correct him. "No! I like you, Mark. It doesn't bother me...it makes me feel sexy, and wanted. How could I not want that? I just don't want to be a fling, or a curiosity. I don't know what you want." He regarded her for a moment. "You don't know what I want? Let me show you..." He leaned over, grasping her chin in his hand and. . that is, if you're willing." I'll try," she told him."Fine. Now, see to your desk and let me know the moment Mrs. Powers comes in."Karen left the inner office without speaking. Prinz poured himself a liberal amount of brandy. He thought about Karen and her progress over the past few months. He knew that had he tried to explore her feelings too soon, she would have been unable to cope with them. So deep-seated were her fears of sex, and so tangled were they with childhood guilt, she might have. Marilyn Buckman is quite happy baking cookies and being a stay-at-home mother for her children and husband, and she considers that as important as anything else she could be doing, and I applaud her for that.”That got into a full Roundtable discussion of the two women’s styles and whether Marilyn’s ‘career choice’ was correct and how my extravagant wealth had allowed my wife to be ‘less productive’ or if I had forced her into a ‘subservient’ role. After a bit, Marilyn looked at me and said, “Do.