Sierra. Come back to me. Stop thinking about that guy. It's just me."I was completely confused. I'd expected him to either touch me, or to reject me ..... not to ask me about some other guy. "What? What guy?" That other Alistair. The one from your performance. I'm not that guy, okay? I'm right here. The one who makes an ass out of himself at every opportunity. Pricks his thumb on the thorn of a romantic gesture. Who's loved you since the day we met." He straightened, his expression frustrated.. As I continued pounding that love tunnel of hers, I spanked her ass telling her to beg for my cock. "Ohhh oh OHH FUCK MEEEE, FUCK Me like the slut I am to you, YEESSS YEs yes" she screamed as we fucked soo hard.I was surprised none of her co-workers came to see what the commotion was, they probably knew this day was coming anyway. I continued pounding the shit out of her slutty but yet lovely pussy. "Ohh fuck, I'm CUMMMMING" I grunted while I felt my cum about to shoot into her pussy. "Make a. She looked at the two sets of clothes on the floor, and picked the one she hoped would fit her better. Stripping out of her catsuit and boots, Saria fitted herself into the tight black-and-white dress that stopped quite a few inches above her knee. It had a lace-up bodice that she tightened over her chest, along with a pair of white knee-high stockings, two-inch black leather high heeled shoes. She fitted the black velvet choker around her neck and the lace headpiece in her hair, making sure. That had to mean that the fates were finally on her side. Why else would she have remembered the key? "Anything?" peeped a small timid voice from behind her."Not yet. But we just started looking. It's here someplace. It has to be." Michelle assured her. She got up and brushed the chips that had stuck to her knees. She vanished into the dark closet. Beth could hear her trying to reach the shelves on top. "Damn." Michelle called out once. Michelle emerged from the closet looking discouraged. "Too.