What would I do and how much would you pay me? Where would I live? Will the basketball team still get the private jet?"Darcy laughed, "Britt flew comm...rcial for years as he built his business. Now, if he has to take an easy trip with a couple of girls, he charters a jet and they're too young to enjoy the real benefits of private travel." You little nympho. It's easier to keep an eye on eight kids if I can drive the car to the jet door and not have them all over the airport."Melody said, "I. Itwas preposterous again and I sat there wondering and wanting to go backto the site again.I sat there for a full 10 minutes before I heard the doorbell ring anda surreal feeling of powerlessness came over me. My blood ran cold as Iheard it ring again and this time I swung my legs from under my deskand went to the door. I didn't know what to think. I was almost surethat this was a coincidence until I looked out the peephole.There was a tall blonde delivery man standing there. His nametag. He opened my legs and stepped between them, staring in my eyes with lustful eyes and kissed me while his hands trailed my warm skin. His presence felt like a calming warmth, comforting.Was it time to let this desperate animal inside of me free? It had been so long since the last time someone touched me that it clouded my judgment even more, but for some reason everything felt natural with him. Completely primal as my tongue slid between his parted lips. Hands grasped, exploring new terrain as. ‘I wanted to orgasm around you,’ she said putting out her lower lip, hoping he’d put it back in and finish. ‘And, I wanted to feel you filling me with your hot cum.’ He moved from her and smiled. ‘No, you need to learn the art of sucking a cock,’ he said, motioning her to turn around. He helped Mia move to the side of the bed, making sure that her head and silky brown hair were hanging over the side. ‘Just start by kissing all over it and when you’re ready, begin sucking the head, just like you.