" "Oh it wasn't so bad, I hope its not too crazy." "Well it was but your the one of the day so not for long." "Oh good, take your time," hating himsel... as soon as he said that. He wanted this cleaning done as soon as possible. She took a seat next to him, aiming the light and getting the tools prepared. As she leans over him he sees into the loose gaps between the buttons over her shirt. He is surprised to see a pair of rather large breasts encased in a modest white bra. Well shaped. He tried. No. No. No. No. Noooooo!’ was all he could endlessly repeat before he started weeping. She rushed to drop beside him. ‘Peter, Peter, your back. Oh, your poor back. What happened?’ ‘Please, Jennifer, don’t ask. Please don’t ask.’ Slowly she rose and pressed his head against her thighs as she held him tightly. ‘Peter, if you want a future with me I will ask and you will answer with the truth. I have some questions and I demand answers – the truth, hear me.’ She stood over him her hands on his. .You see, Kristen was the rare case of a former juvenile delinquent with priors who had managed to work her way up to a managerial position from the only job that would hire her fresh out of juvie. According to the other part-timers, she had served some time in juvie for minor criminal delinquency...nothing major to be shocked about, but enough to put a record on her file and land her in jail. Her deadbeat, hick parents wanted nothing to do with her, and she was a high school dropout to boot.. It was like an out of body experience and I couldn't control myself. I began to masturbate this cock that was about three inches from my face and feeling for the first time in my life the smooth and creamy texture of pre-cum that wasn't mine. Looking back at this event I'm telling you I had no control of my body, I was on auto pilot and destiny was going to prevail today. Not knowing anything but wanton lust for this strange cock that was in my hand I opened my lips and partially inserted the.