They found out that I was inventive at providing some excitement within the workday and I was safe and I could be trusted never to breathe a word. Wom...n would come to my office to get me to fix a stapler or some other equipment and sit there and talk like a ship bound sailor complete with all the colorful language. Some would give me crotch shots and watch my reaction, others would need a chiropractic adjustment or muscle tension relieved, and many just vented about their husbands not paying. Malcolm invented the tichipotentiometer to measure this luck build up. That could explain all the sudden changes in the world. With enough luck built up, it could rewrite history to be more to someone's liking. Malcolm also came up with the idea to dissipate the luck before it built up to such proportions. He worked out how to channel it into the app, so our customers would get the good fortune, and I could continue to live with Crystal. That of course, only made our app more popular.Crystal. My small tits where swaying back and forth. Soon her movements became fast and I knew she was close. I wanted to come with her so I looked at Jasmine and asked her if she would finger me. She didn’t hesitate and put two fingers inside my soaking wet pussy. She began to fuck me as Lizzy drove deep into my ass. I was the first to reach orgasm and when I did I tightened my ass around her cock and that drove her over the edge. She bucked her hips hard and came deep inside my bowels. I could feel. I'm perfectly positioned for rough male hands to alternate between slapping my bottom, squeezing my sensitive nipples, fingering my clitoris and fish-hooking both sides of my mouth. I only wish he had four or five hands so he could swat and squeeze me the way a woman should be. He forcefully spreads my pouting vagina lips apart and spits thick gobs of saliva on them. The spit shots that miss my panochita splatter all over my alabaster white thighs and hanging panties. I look between my legs.
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