And he did want to leave. But he prolonged it.We’ve exited the offices and went to the staircase.Me: friendly hug?Samer: umm, get in here.He dragged...me into the men’s room, and with the wildest look in his eyes pressed me against the ugly ceramic wall in one of the booths. It was written on his face, very impudently, that he wants to have my pussy. To my surprise he didn’t turn me away from him and even started kissing my neck. I was so turned on by his kisses. Even if it was on the neck, it is. Both were excited by the possibility of regular intercourse. Ivory DID want to be a mother but she was frightened by the phrase ‘sale of Ivory’s child.’ The slaves assisted Lisa and Agatha in getting dressed and then Jeremy Dressed Ivory. Lastly Ivory dressed Jeremy. She marveled at the feel of his muscles as she slid on his shirt. She absolutely adored the feel of his shaven legs and privates as she helped him into his pantaloons. Dressing Jeremy was a very good thing she thought. As they. As I licked I could feel his hairs on my tongue until I hit his smooth hole. ‘Yes, lick harder’ he encouraged and I could feel his weight increase onto me as he pushed his anus onto my tongue. I lapped at it as hard as I could, hoping I was doing a good enough job and was reassured when I glanced in the mirror and caught sight of him with eyes closed and a face almost grimacing in pleasure. ‘That’s it Sweetie, just like that’ I heard him say as I looked at my face as it bobbed up and down on. Mr.Patterson came and sat on the edge of the bed beside Wendy and smiled, an evil grin "Well, I spoke with your mom yesterday, turns out your pussy is fine, so is your ass and you're not pregnant" he laughed a little and Wendy wanted to punch him but she felt so weak and dehydrated.Mr.Patterson leaned in and whispered "Remember, when you start school, you're gonna be coming to my hosue after, I spoke with your father, he agrees, I'll pick you up and take you to my house, he'll pick you up.