It said "Big Cheese" on it. I laughed. "Do they all say something?" Yes. Mine says 'Girl Friday, ' Des' says 'Head Nerd, ' the other three say 'Guest'..." Great! Now go to your desk and look professional."I tried to get back to the journal I'd been reading, but after trying the same article twice, I realized that I was too tense and that my coffee was getting cold. I was taking my second sip when the phone buzzed and Shirl announced "Dr. Friedel." I got up and walked to the door as she. Actually, she is very good. She must lick a lot of cunts. I've already cum twice although I doubt she realizes this...I've deliberately stifled my cries of pleasure so she won't think she has finished her task and stop.Ohhh! I feel myself coming again! This time I can't stop my body from spasming in delight. My body keeps jerking and shuddering. Ohhh...this is so good!As my body starts to slow and come under control again, I feel Sarah/Kate starting to shudder. I can't allow that! I straighten. With both Helmut and Gretel being blondes and with nearly perfect Germany backgrounds, the authorities anticipated and hoped that any offspring they created would have blond hair and blue eyes as well. They'd just have to wait and see how their mutual genetics worked out. Gretel's blonde hair was long and very thick, and as soon as Helmut closed and fastened the door to their suite, he pulled Gretel into his arms and hugged her shapely young body close against his. He ran his fingers eagerly. His voice is gravelly."Are you ready Miss?"Her eyes wide open; she takes a deep breath and replies:"Do it Sampson, rip me apart"The first lash falls across her shoulders. Three wheals rise on her formerly perfect back, and she screams. The first of many screams to come. Sampson takes his time. She has planned this to the last detail. The lashes must be spaced out, methodical. She must be given time to suffer each and every one of them. The second falls, a little bit lower. The must not overlap..