“Why are you still here?” he barked at me. “Go on home, I’ll bring the receipt box later.”I glanced at Delores, but she turned away.“Close...the door on your way out.” Bob added.I did as he said, then I heard the click. That one small sound told a huge story. He’d locked the door from the inside.I looked to Manuel, who was sitting on a workbench with a few of the guys having some after hours beer. He saw my face and laughed.“Yes, my friend. Senior Bob and Seniora Delores have been at it for many. She let out a whine but removed her bra and slowly dropped her panties. "Very nice, this stays bald," she said as she reached out and rubbed Mia's pussy. When she tried to step away Jenna growled and, dropped the crop and grabbed her by the neck. "Don't ever pull away from me again you little slut. I own your ass and I will touch you as I please. Understand?" Yes Mistress," Jenna said fighting back a sob."Before we get any further, I want to lay down some ground rules. Rule number one I've. His fingers run back and forth over her soft, closely clipped mons. It feels so nice. Then he runs his hands up and down her thighs, first the outside down from her hips, then up over the front, then down the back of them. Finally, up her inner thighs to almost her crotch, but not quite. Both hands moving in unison. He makes his touch light. Emma sighs deeply over his touch. As he continues this caressing dance over her thighs a few more times, he presses his face close to her. His nose. " Yann was enjoying himself far too much. "I'm in, well, you could call it engineering and, um, maintenance." He stroked my arm. "I do use a lot of tools." Subtle." Tracey huffed. "Well. I hope John gets a lot of use out of you." He turned and found someone else to annoy."That was too easy." Yann chuckled. "I don't know what Ivan's problem was. I'm having a blast." Ivan was trying to have a little decorum and remember that I'm trying to to squeeze some of these jackasses for money." No sense of.