. And then...K.T. blinked and found herself outside the black door, her hand on the silver handle. She jerked her hand back as if stung and just stare... at the door for long seconds.It would be easy to imagine she’d dreamed the white room but she knew the truth. She could feel the path cut in the weight of the world, and while on the path she felt almost whole, almost human. To resist the path would mean shouldering the crushing weight of the world. The thought made her shudder and want to. It was her desperation for money that had her in the position she was in now. A few associates of her old playmates asked her to study and profile a few people, to make it easier to persuade them to their way of thinking. They hired private detectives and researchers, giving her tons of information. She would prepare a profile and submit it. She got a nice fee, and if her assessment was good, she got a bonus. She didn’t feel good about it, but legitimate companies did it all the time when. Already rich, he held a high official situation, though only twenty-seven. He was about to marry a young and charming woman, whom he loved, not passionately, but reasonably, as became a deputy attorney of the king; and besides her personal attractions, which were very great, Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran's family possessed considerable political influence, which they would, of course, exert in his favor. The dowry of his wife amounted to fifty thousand crowns, and he had, besides, the prospect of. Sweet but strong. Her scent was amusing and gave me a stronger hard on. My cock was ready to burst out of my pants. I kept grabbing it and she said, no no no. She took off her thong and shoved it in my face. OMG it was so good. She wanted me to lick her discharge. WOW that thong was dirty. OMG she had a pretty thick discharge almost like paste. I licked every bit of it off. She was so amused by me licking her juice off her thong. She was fingering that shaved bald pussy. I told her I wanted to.