Her matted hair caked from sweat and cum seeping out one side of her mouth. Lynnette never looked so sexy. She pumped what little there was left insid... me and fell over onto the bed. I pulled her exhausted body up to mine and we kissed. The taste of my own cum was exciting to extract from her mouth. We lay for a few minutes as the sweat glistened over our bodies. I had recovered enough and rolled Lynnette over. I made her get on all fours as I pressed my cock up between her large cheeks. She. So, I DO have a habit of getting up with the sun. My first thought when I wake up in the morning; well, second after ‘Holy shit, it wasn’t a dream, I really DID fall in love and marry a handsome king who died, and now I have to rule his country’ is ‘I rule an entire fucking nation of fellow polyglots! I will be employing multiple languages all day today! How fucking cool is that?’”“About as cool as Mr. Equals’ James Bond obsession. But don’t let me interrupt you, Helena.”She didn’t.“So yes, all. “Is the guy in the red polo with black trim, Matt?”“Yeah, Matt Caruso. What do you want to know, Phoenicia?”“Is he married or have a significant other?”“No on both. As for your next question, he’s not. That I know of there are two ladies he’s dated in the past here tonight. He’s also a good friend, so if you’re looking for a one night, please look elsewhere.”Haumia was watching Matt, trying to figure him out, when she asked, “What’s the drink he has and what does he do?”“Kombucha and cola. He’s. I began tofeel less self-conscious.Shayla and I got into the habit of spending our coffee breaks and lunchtogether, and gradually we became friends. She was really nice; I liked hera lot, and I think the feeling was mutual.Work continued to go well, and the money was great. On my first pay day, Ireceived a check that was more money than I'd ever held in my hands beforein my life. It was exciting.Later that week, Mom asked me to drive over to the mall and pick up somethings for her. In.