"You wouldn't tell anyone about me," she said quietly, "not with yourreputation for keeping a secret." I wouldn't want to," I said, "but I probably wo...ldn't have to. If Iknow anything about newspaper office politics, there've got to be atleast a dozen secretaries and copyboys who'd love to have your job. Andif I know anything about you, you're probably still living the GayLife, albeit a bit more quietly these days. Now if someone on yourstaff were to get the notion that it might pay to have you. I looked up and he was shooting pictures of me with his cock in my mouth. I pulled his dick out and he spurted cum on my face and neck and boobs and shot another picture. Then I finally started to cry and he pulled me off the pot and took me to his room and gave me a towel to wipe off and said, ‘Let’s fuck, and I’ll erase the photos.’ I collapsed on his bed and he put the camera down and wiped my face and kissed me and started feeling my boobs again. Then he pushed me back on his bed and kissed. I could tell she was enjoying it very much. She stopped sucking my cock and said:“Time to lick my pussy”She laid back on the couch as I started to unbutton her skirt. I threw them on the floor and noticed that she wasn’t wearing any panties. I thought “better for me” as I beheld her wet pink pussy. I felt my erection become more and more pronounced.She grabbed my head and pressed it against her pussy. Then she moaned, I then tasted her pussy for the first time. It tasted so good. She let go of. Driving her uncle had given him many opportunities to listen to business talk and he was savvy about investments and corporate affairs. Betsy had never found anyone who enjoyed business talk as much as she did. Now they shared hours of it. She was learning about her new home town. It was a wonderful place to be. The weather was cool and cloudless. The people seemed very nice. Doug had friends everywhere and he delighted in introducing her to them. Renee came along on some trips, but mostly, it.