Moments later your arms werewrapped around Sarah in a passionate embrace. I guess nothing makes senseto me anymore," I offered sincerely. "How many ti...es do I have to tell you I'm sorry John?" "Please don't ever utter those words to me again," I begged. "Every timeyou do it's like you've picked a healing scab and decided it would bebest to add some salt to the wound." The weird thing is, her apologieswere far more painful to me than the actual offense. She looked at me asif she still didn't. When she reached his little dark pink tit, she nipped it lightly, then sucked on it, delighted to feel his sudden lurch beneath her, knowing that she was thrilling him.Moving down farther, she licked a hot trail down his chest to his belly, drawing her tongue through the patch of golden hairs, tickling him until he wiggled. Her hands were on his hips now, fondling and petting, digging fingernails tenderly into his flesh.When Lorena reached his navel, she bit the skin, then drove her tongue. 'This might be useful.'What she had found was Betty's mom's vibrator. As soon as it started vibrating she started experimenting with it. First she rubbed it against her tits, which made her catch her breath. Then she started rubbing it between her tits, in her cleavage, and was rubbing it up and down in a fucking motion.This gave her another idea of how to use it. Slowly she ran it down her belly towards her naked thighs and ran it along the outside of her groin. The vibrating dildo sent. You begin to turn over then stop yourself… You look and me an speak, “Sir, may I please turn over”? “Yes, you may Jennifer, in fact we insist on it.” You roll over, your limb as stiff and you body tight. But you don’t seem to care. “Sit up, Jennifer”, I insist. You do. Your four assailants move to the foot of the bed, but only I speak. “Jennifer, your interview is complete. The job is yours, but there is one final task for you to perform today. A combination physical contract and initiation, if.