One, a 19 year-old blond with a firm body andnice C cup tits, was wearing a red dress. It was tight and low, not even makingtheir way to her arms, sho...ing off her cleavage. The dress descended to twoinches below her ass. The other girl, another blond who was taller andskinnier, was wearing a similar dress, but it was blue. Both of their hair wasdone in some fancy style, held up with with beads and ribbons. They sat facingforward on either side of me, as calm as I was, though not quite as. She couldn’t unfasten her gaze from it, she felt something brush against her mind. A familiar move to her she immediately begins building up a wall around her consciousness not wanting, what seems to be a massive glossy black male lion, looking directly at her thoughts. Morrigan realized quickly that her efforts were futile though every time she got a section up it was swept aside easily. Deciding to save her energy she gives up and leaves herself exposed to his probing, he is gentle but she is. My parents would have killed me but I think I would have enjoyed the work. One fateful night I was assigned to the last shift and had to close with Rick and an Assistant Manager. His name was Dave and he was basically chasing skirt all the time. All he cared about was his social life. Sure enough on that Saturday night he got a call on his cell and took off on us. He told me to text him when we were done and he would come back and lock up. As soon as he was gone we locked the doors, turned off. "You know what to do. Go get the pumps and lay on the bed." She moved as quickly as her eight-month pregnant body could allow. Grabbing the breast pumps from where they sat on their dresser, she moved back to the bed, laying down on her back with her legs spread wide. Stanley moved slowly, torturously, as he attached the pumps to one breast, leaning down to suck hard on the other. "You know why we use the pump, don't you?" He asked, knowing full well that she did."Yes, Daddy." Mmmm...tell me,.