After the muscular rage machine was finished, the other male employees followed suit by spraying and spitting all over their boss. With each load, her...laugh grew more maniacal and she masturbated harder. Her profanity unbound as she cussed each male employee and called herself a fucking bitch as they hosed down her scowl.The girls were next but she directed someone to take her phone from her pants’ pocket and snap a few shots first. Various poses included sticking her tongue out and exposing. Droplets of water dribbled down her back and sent shivers through her body. As she made her way to the bathroom she started unbuttoning her soaking wet top. She tossed the shirt into the laundry basket and quickly started to unzip her skirt. As it dropped to the floor, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She could see her nipples jutting through the sheer fabric of her bra. Her hands moved to her small pert breasts. Jessie squeezed her mounds and rubbed her fingers over her already. Our tongues felt out each others mouth as she undid my pants and released my hard cock. She jerked me off rubbing my meat with her hands against her sweaty body. I felt like I was already about to explode when she shifted in the seat and initiated a move us to the back of the van. We crawled over the seats into the back, the seats were stowed so we had plenty of room, I leaned back on my knees my cock still in her hands as she pushed me back and took my cock in her mouth. She licked the head. I was hungry anyway.After dinner, I felt woozy again. I guess it had been a long tough day.Sophy made me watch cartoons and soon it was bedtime. My bedtime was now8:30. Sophy made me brush my teeth, brush my hair, and all of the otherrituals I had drilled into her since she was old enough to understand.Sophy read Isabella and me a bedtime story then closed the door leaving asmall crack open.Chapter 5."Isabella," I called out, "are you awake?" I needed someone to understandwhat was happening. I.