When I look back now, I wish I had cared. Anyway, my point is that I'm not dumb. My reasoning skills were tested years ago and they were in the "fourt... quartile," whatever that means. I could read plans and do calculations and estimates for my jobs with no problem because it was important to me. I guess that comes under the heading of motivation.Having convinced myself that I have at least reasonable intelligence, I continued to wonder and try and think of ways I could get to the bottom of Dana. I was also wasted by the regular pump of the rod! The damnfucker woudn't let me faint. He grabbed me by the hair instead and kept pounding me wildly while raising my hips in a levelled position. He wouldn't stop even if his legs were shaking too; perhaps he was about to cum, for he squeezed me stronger to give a final drive deeply into my wet cunt and make sure his shaft had drilled well into my shaved pussy. He had gotten my tight pussy torn by doing this. Another orgasm ripped through. Then I smiled sweetly at my former boss."Jordan, I'm actually glad you fired me. This place has been a cesspool under you and I know Assistant Chief Kruger will be interested in what you think about him, even if he is only working with the DA now. Oh, and I'm sure everyone out there has found your views on homosexuality and women in general to be fascinating, too."Jordan looked like he was waking up from a dream state. He turned and stared at the room in surprise, as though he hadn't even known. ‘Kathy, what are you doing? …ahhhh,’ she moaned, her head sinking back to the pillow as my ever-thirsting tongue split her lips and lapped into the hole. By the time her hips were moving in time to my licks up and down her slit, I began to slowly slide upward from her cunt to her bottom. Her cheeks spread wider under my palms as my tongue traced through the sparse hairs of her crack, and the very tip of my tongue lightly drew wet little circles around her hot little white-colored pucker. It was.