She flinches a bit when it happens, but she just swallows it and keeps going all the way.I’m not going to lie, it was a good orgasm.Diana is looking...at my cock and how it’s now hanging soft after having done its work.“Thanks, baby, that was really good,” I say to her, at the same time wondering if this really was what she had been expecting herself.“Okay, dad,” she just says and gets up. My eyes still linger on her lithe and youthful form.She’s called Diana, but to her friends she’s “Dia”. I. I request her not to talk to me in the office and she followed it and we never talk in the office.She was on her scooty and we met at the riverfront. I took ice-cream and we both starting talking to each other. While having a casual conversation about our office and later she started to tell about her family. She has two brothers working in an MNC and she was also working in MNC. Her parents are in other city but she was living with her uncle.She told me that her parents are trying to get her. “How’s the car working out?” I asked Sofia.“Perfect! I hate the traffic in Chicago, but it’s way less stressful than having to worry about the El, the bus, or getting rides. It was different in Sweden when the bus stop was two blocks or so from my house, and when I could get anywhere by bus or tram in about an hour. And it was a lot safer in Sweden.”“Yeah, the El isn’t terrible with regard to safety, but I agree, it’s nothing like the «spårvagnar» or «Tunnelbana». And our buses are terrible. Anyone who gave him a second thought wondered if it wasn’t bad enough that Carl needed to be institutionalized.He never had a chance in life. Being born black with an amazing artistic talent, he was the owner of an IQ in the high one-seventies that made many regret the lost opportunities that could have come his way in life. A complete nervous wreck, he suffered minor indignities with all the aplomb of a bucking horse in a bad mood.His fingernails were chewed halfway down to the first knuckle..