She was just cognizant enough to feel the hot cum squirting into her body. He legs lifted her to hold herself against him, so as to get it all inside ...f her. THIS WAS HER REWARD!!! She held until the last ounce of strength left her legs before releasing, and falling back to the pillow.She lay there, her sides heaving, trying to fill her body with fresh oxygen. She looked past Reginald's shoulder, and saw, for the first time, A smile on "Mrs. Jones's" face. She was holding a movie camera, and. ..' I stood and undressed as Daryl spread a sleeping bag on the floor, '...get down there on your knees, I'm gonna breed you just like a dog...' Daryl knelt behind me and spit into my buttcrack and used his penis to spread his saliva over my bung hole. Bracing myself I tried to relax as Daryl pressed against my resisting anal opening. With a grunt and hard push, Daryl pressed his penile head into my rectum. Grunting like a pig Daryl commenced to have sex with me while I was on my knees. Holding. " Rachel happily questioned. Miss Leona offered a smile but did not reply directly to Rachel's question. "Here madam, please put these items on when we are finished." Rachel took a light canvas bag from Miss Leona without immediately looking inside, when seemingly out of nowhere the thought entered her mind "Head master; Is this what they call him? Isn't that a bit much for a resort owner to want to be called." a slight chuckle leaving her lips. Rachel knew who Mr. Henry was. She had not met. Another deep breath and I pushed open the door.Mr. Snyder's reception area for his 24th story office was large and tastefully appointed. A medium size glass top desk (more of a table really) dominated the center of the room, another smaller desk tucked in the corner behind and to her left (presumably for the junior secretary or intern that Mr. Snyder's status qualified for), a few modernist paintings and a throw rug over a marble floor. The desk was occupied by a classy looking blonde who had.