.. All the chests, all the boxes, Alles ist in Ordnung!. A place for everything and everything in its place."What?" Hall asked."What did you with my f...cking cats!" ASPCA came and picked them up." Why didn't you stop them?" Ha ... those guys live in their own world. They have their own rules. They even have their own courts. The only way you can get your cats back is go to the shelter and identify them." Well, come on then." What? Me?" You were the guy who violated our civil rights and trampled. Then she stopped and insisted I cane her. She bent her lovely round bottom in front of me as I began to flick at her with the cane. I was then instructed to put the cane down and finger her pussy. It was wet and warm and it took all my willpower to resist putting my hugely swolen cock inside it. Now she insisted I kneel down on the floor and wank myself while she nipped into the kitchen. She was gone a while and I had to fight the urge to come. She emerged back into the living room wearing a. We sat down on the bed. I tried to keep my legs together, trying to resist him. I moaned : " stop, stop...". I didn't mean it, not at all, it was more a call, a call to him to make him feel the hunter, closing down on his prey. For the first time, I wanted to be dominated by my lover. I wanted to be his prey. He laid a finger on my chin and turned my face towards him. In his hand he was holding his amazingly hard cock, which he had pulled out without me noticing. With his other hand he grabbed. And, after some conflicts with her (very natural in an office entourage I think), she started again all her teasing with me. In fact, this time, she gave me special attention. She started to hug me, fawn on me, touch and caress my body (absolutely “accidentaly”, of course), especially my chest (I think she was attracted by my pectorals). This didn`t even seem to me nymphomaniac any more. I thought: “Damn! maybe she wants to leave her boyfriend and get it on with me…” Oh, yes, I forgot to tell.