I walk to the door, and Kimberly answers it as I pull the keys out. She walks me in and tells me to sit down on the couch. We sit down, her wearing a ...ightgown, and her hair down…a first. I wondered what she was wanting, when she asked me if I could do anything with her feet….what would it be. I respond with “i can’t do anything, its not right” Kimberly places her feet on my lap, showing her dark maroon red toes…that looked freshly down. I stare at them, and feel my cock inching closer up. “so. She liked order and predictability in her life. She delighted in outraging conservative order it is true but she nonetheless required it. Take it away and there was nothing to outrage. For years she had spent a somewhat pampered and sheltered existence beneath the eaves of Mathom Hall. Her thesis represented a threat to that agreeable and secure pattern of life. She was under orders to take this body of research to Switzerland; to White Mountain whatever that was, and the thought filled her. I quietly locked the door behind me and went down the elevator to get a coffee at the ground floor. When I came back to the office, there was Phea at her desk, Nigel’s door was still closed – I rang the outside buzzer to be let in. The smell of their sex wafted through the air – I love the smell of fresh sex. I looked down to see Phea’s shoes returned to their usual place, then looked up to Phea and gave her my very best bemused smile. She’s a smart girl, she knew instantly that I had caught. He was enjoying plunging this nice white pussy of hers. "I've always wanted to fuck white pussy now I have. I get it now the old saying. Once you go black There's No Going Back! Hehe, I love that line. It's definitely true. That's why so many white women are addicted to us today". Marcus said as he was plunging her pussy and soon enough she started screaming out loud squirting. "ahh fuck daddy! It feels so good! Fuck my pussy Daddy!" Marcus couldn't believe how turned on Tanya was. He was.