"Do you have anything to add to class, Christine?" Christine jumped in her seat and hid her phone in her pocket. "Um... If it's mostly sugar then why ...oes it taste kinda salty? I mean, why do people say it tastes salty?" You fucking dumbass! Tastes? So embarrassing... Christine blushed as she heard a few chuckles from the boys. "Well..." Vasiliev was startled by his young student's response. "Some people believe that the taste receptors for sweet are on the tip of the tongue not the back of the. Mrs. Hogg had outmaneuvered me.That night in bed, Rosie cupped her hands, “Were you tempted, Flint? Bet you were.” She slid her hand down my chest, lower, “Yep.”Rebecca, on my other side, had a twinkle in her eye, “Ain’t like you to turn down pussy, Mr. Murdock. Specially pussy that young.”By suppertime, all of Little River would have heard some version of that Market Street ambush by Mrs. Hogg and her two daughters. By morning, word would probably be out that I’d fucked them right there on the. Das könnte jeder von uns besser als Sie.“ aus dem Raum geworfen. Alle Anwesenden, ausnahmslos Männer, waren zutiefst geschockt gewesen. Schließlich herrschte in dem Unternehmen eine Kultur des Miteinanders und man bildete sich viel die gute Stimmung ein. Von den Problem und der Stimmung in Laras Abteilung hatte man bisher nur gerüchteweise gehört.Lara stand vor dem großen Eichenholzschreibtisch in ihrem Büro und starrte auf den Zettel in ihrer Hand:„Sehr geehrte Frau Müller,wie Sie wissen,. She f****d me to spread myknees and clasp my hands behind my neck. When I resisted, she slappedme. I knelt there, sobbing, while she masturbated me to orgasm. Itwas humiliating and I felt ashamed even as my body betrayed me. The night seemed endless. She kissed me and fondled my breasts andthen masturbated me again. And again. I begged her to stop, but shepaid no attention. At one point, I put up another brief fight but shepulled me across her lap and spanked me until I was sobbing. .