15 Minuten Später:War unser Buchhalter und braucht unterlagen aus dem Büro vom Chef. War eine Heise Nummer, die Banane im Schritt, Elegant vom Stuhl...aufstehen und in das Büro vom Chef Tänzeln, Was die Sache nicht erleichtert sind die hohen Absätze meiner Schuhe, dabei aufpassen das die Banane sich nicht selbständig macht und Unkontrolliert aus der Spalte rutscht. Konnte die Banane nicht raus nehmen, war die ganze Zeit in seinem Blickfeld. Den ganzen Weg natürlich zurück mit Ordnern im Arm und. Your eyes fill heavy and you want to just close them and drift off into a deep sleep, but something inside you screams at you to keep them open. You think about calling for help, but decide maybe it’s best if you don’t since you haven’t the slightest idea how you ended up like this maybe it was best to stay silent until you know for sure you’re safe.Unable to move or even call out for help you try desperately to remember something, anything that could help shine some light on this situation…. At least I peeked at you two a few times." Yes, Darla was my girlfriend and, yes, we did it quite a few times. It all started when one day I went up in the attic and found out I could see Darla's room as well as the pool. They didn't have the spa back then. Anyway, I saw Darla most every night getting ready for bed. Most of the time she didn't close the blinds. After seeing her I started asking her out and eventually I was tapping her pretty regularly. I never told her I saw her through the. Letting The Master close his hands on her throat. Darkness starting to creep in. Her blood pounding in her ears. And then she felt it. The Master lined up his cock with her dripping pussy. She could sense the sheer size of him. It was ridiculous. It was inhuman. It was delicious. And then bliss. The Master speared her to her very core, the thought of a shishkabob she had enjoyed last week leaping to mind. Her tiny body nothing but a receptacle for The Master’s lust. His.