Bernie looked back at her also, but he didn't bother to pull out. “Is this the Pierce/Graham Penetration Analysis Diagnostic tool you've been worki...g on?” She asked. “What are you doing here, Katelyn?” Bernie asked. “I came for the file Mr. Beasley left for me on his desk,” she said. “Is it under you Janna?” “There's no file on the desk,” I said. “I guess you'd know,” she said. “Give us a moment,” Bernie said. He didn't sound nervous. He still hadn't lost his erection either and still had it. But he was not ready to let her have it all yet. So he spun the swing around again and again till she said stop plz. He did and her pussy was in front of him and she was dripping wet. He just had to lick it and taste her sweet juices. Mean while, I was sitting there just watching with a big smile and a video camera to record this for her to beleive after he was done with her. The big bull then stood up and his rock hard cock was standing at full attention and was begging to be in that warm wet. Thousands of details had been carefully considered. The list of invitees, and maybe just as important: the list of the not-invited. The table setting had been studied thoroughly, of course. The dinner, the music. And the entertainment.In fact, this evening would be Angique's début as a reigning mistress. She would be walking the very thin line between success and failure. Of course there were Sir Alfred and his exotic wife, two of her staunchest supporters. But there would also be the Comtesse. I call out " Mom I'm back!" "I'll be out in a second" she calls. As I hear her close her door softly little does she know I know the reason why, I guess you could say it was my dirty secret, but no one had to know. She walks out I'm already sitting at the table munchin on some franks and scarffin some chips washing it away with some soda, she is now wearing black thong flip flops pink comfortable shorts an a white tank top. Under the table my bloods traveling again but I tame the beast this.