”“Yes, sir. Al. I will do that.” She was a shorter, younger version of Pam. I was guessing she was twenty or twenty-one. She looked quite nice a...d conservatively dressed.I said, “I want to bring up only one thing that my wife or our friend and co-worker may have missed telling you. We know all about Pam’s history. She had to leave her church to marry Frank. She is a member of our church now and has even taught my wife’s seventh grade Sunday school very successfully. That needs not to be a. She smiled and I smiled back. I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but I had a sense it might be good. She didn’t take her eyes from mine, but she responded to the others. “If she hasn’t started producing by the time all of you have filled her pussy with your seed, you can take her off.”My smile grew even larger. She was effectively taking over and stepping it up. I was going to have to reward her, personally, when we got home.Frans went next, which surprised me a little, but I was happy that. . isn't that fucking awesome?" You're not fucking with me are you?" Hayley came back cautiously even though she was now sitting up in her bed thanks to the boost in positive energy she'd received just hearing that she might finally have a lead on a real job. Well, a real crappy job working at a crappy little liquor store for probably not much more than minimum wage, but a job offer was a job offer. After being out of work for over three months (not counting a few temp jobs that never lasted. Ik ging even naar het keukentje en kwam terug met een doekje en een handdoek. Blijf maar even liggen, dan zal ik je even helpen en een beetje droog maken zei ik. En voor ze het wist was ik bezig haar kutje te wassen en haar droog te wrijven met het doekje. Maar in plaats van droog te worden werd ze alleen maar natter. Zo te merken vond ze het heerlijk om het doekje over haar glad geschoren kutje voelen. Ze werd bloedgeil, en lag zachtjes te kreunen. Dat was me niet ontgaan, en ik zei dan ook.