. I was an "Area Manager" overseeing multiple Departments. During my three years with Macy's, I hooked-up with about ten girls, ranging in age from 18...to 48. At the time I was in my early 30's. The girls came in a variety of shapes and sizes with our encounters going from a short one week fling to staying FWB for years to come. My first encounter came about shortly after I started. I was called upon to assist an upset lady who was in her late 40's. She was attractive…bleached blonde hair, well. I figured you knew she was talking to my parents."Jill dragged me back into the house. She picked up the phone and listened, then put it next to my ear. Stutter dial tone. Voice mail messages.She took the phone back and put it on speaker, dialing the voice mail number. She entered her code and was told that she had twelve messages. All twelve were from Wanda. Depending upon the message, she was either frustrated or angry or both. It got worse as the messages went on. She had a couple of names. However, I wasn't technically their child. Iwas born a demon in the household that hosted my parent's laboratory. Mybiological mother died due to complications in child birth and mybiological father...well, he died serving the war even before that. Youcan say that my golem parents were my wards, taking care of the familyestate until I was old enough to take over."I looked at Kylie for a second and I immediately put on a big smile asshe was staring off into the wall, probably trying to. Again, a finger plunged deep, more insistently."Mmmmm you're so fucking wet. Taste how wet you are." His finger traced my lips as I opened up to suck my cunt juice. "Good Girl." I could feel myself purring within. Instantly his hands are on the move again, pulling my knickers off entirely, throwing them who knows where and pushing my thighs wide apart (not that I needed much encouragement) His head buried between my legs, wet mouth on wet cunt. One hand fingering between tonguing, the other now.