Emme had sexually experimented with other girls in secondary school, but it was always just an experiment, never anything close to serious arousal or ...assion. Now each of Karen’s glances gave her a tingle. Her dampness was undeniable. Every time she uncrossed and recrossed her legs Karen’s eyes were drawn. Previously unknown passions were rising in Emme. The need to explore, to experience these feelings was almost overpowering. Unlike Emme, Karen totally understood what she was feeling. Having. He didn’t comment on her appearance, that being mainly her expression, not at least till the coffee was served and drunk. “How are you Elizabeth”, he said. “I gathered you met the character you mentioned because of your work with the refugee people... “He didn’t finish, she burst into tears and almost fell into his embrace. He stroked her hair and, although not making a comment, reached for her tits that were soft and unrestrained, meaning she was braless. For a couple of minutes he softly. The minister didn’t tell me himself, of course. Instead the ambassador got a call from the minister’s senior aide. That the call didn’t come from the minister put the ambassador in an extra-sour mood when he summoned me through Tootsie.She gave me what I interpreted to be a sympathetic look as I entered the anteroom.“Go on in, Michael, he’s expecting you.”The ambassador put down the phone when I entered his office. To my surprise, he invited me to sit. It came out as more of an order than a. Oh yeah, it sank in easily, and then two fingers and I felt the opening widen. Wow, James’ penis stroking away inside me as my husband is playing with my backdoor! “Ooh, that’s it, John baby, put it in me now. Give it to me, baby.” I stopped rocking on James momentarily, still kissing him like no tomorrow. I felt it behind me and pushed backwards, forcefully, took a deep breath -- “Go ahead, baby, I want it all.” Bam! Right in past my loose sphincter! I gasped, stopped my slobbering all.