He was greatly turned on by how wet she was and how much she was enjoying what he was doing to her, so he slipped a finger into her ass and gently beg...n fingering her other hole. A few moments later, he felt her silken thighs clamp tightly over his ears. She held his head in a vice grip as she succumbed to a powerful orgasm. Her pussy bathed his face in her syrupy juice, and he carried on licking her tenderly as she recovered from her climax. "Oh Ricky, don't ever stop...." She whispered feebly. Let's go on in."Mr. Johnson's secretary was just shutting the door to his office when they came in, and Pete caught a worried look on her face."Hi, Nancy. Charley said the Old Man wanted to see both of us." Hello, Pete. Hello, KeeBar." She smiled at the youth, who was staying very close to Pete in these strange surroundings."Hello, Miss Nancy." He kept his slitpupiled eyes carefully averted from the actinic light of the fluorescent fixtures. Pete had long ago explained to him that it would not. Of course she sees those messages to me. Of course all hell breaks loose, yet again. I hadn't seen the messages until much later, and so I hadn't responded to them, but it's bad enough without that technicality.He says he needs to go dark. I agree. I delete and block him from my chat program.*****Losing Patrick like this has been difficult. I'm so used to having him to talk to that not having him there is a huge hole in my day.I'd be flat-out lying if I didn't acknowledge that the funk I've. ‘I won’t push. But, let me stay the night.’ I pulled away from him. ‘What?’ ‘No. I meant, on the couch.’ He gestured towards the darkened window. ‘It’s pouring out there. I’ll be a perfect gentleman.’ He held up three fingers. ‘Scouts honor.’ I smacked his hand lightly. ‘You were never a scout.’ As if to support his plea a gust of wind and rain shook the apartment windows. I gave him a sidelong glance. ‘Well . . . I guess it wouldn’t hurt.’ ******** I rarely saw Marty during the six years of.