I tugged down his jeans and boxers, revealing his rock hard cock to the warm air. I gripped it, wanking him off as I kised him roughly again. He moane... into my mouth, twisting my bullet nipples and rubbing my ass. I knealt down, teasing him by just licking the head lighty and quickly for a few seconds before running my tongue down his shaft. He leant back into the desk, his hands clutching the edges tightly. I cupped his balls before going down on him, deepthroating him fast, running my tongue. “Just two fingers is all you need,” she told me as she made the peace sign. She pulled the pissy, yellow panties out of Becky’s cunt. They had been packed inside of her since the night before. She stuffed them in Becky’s mouth to hold them for her while she inspected her twat.Then she inserted them into Becky’s gaping wet cunt and wriggled them around.“Becky gets her pleasure mostly from the clit,” Juliette informed me as she pinched her daughter’s clit hood and wriggled it. Becky writhed a. ’ Though the comment might have discouraged her, in truth it made her shiver with lust, and she felt her whole body become warm. There was something about the implied danger, her very real fear, and the thought of being completely overwhelmed by something so big and intimidating, that suddenly fired her desire. Perhaps it spoke to something, an uncomfortable truth, buried deep in her sexual subconscious, an element approaching a subtle form of sadomasochism, an enticing power dynamic that. I would have to talk to him before I tried meddling with his secretary."John," Dad prompted, and I started."Uh, pleased to meet you, Carrie," I said. "Sorry... I was woolgathering." No problem," Carrie said, flashing me a smile that had no effect whatsoever on her underlying mood. She sat at her desk, and my Dad led me into his office. It was a good-sized one, with a couch and a small conference table as well as his desk and filing cabinets. I closed the doors after us."So, that was Carrie,".