She had just finished recording her firstalbum, and from the sample that Martina had heard of it, it was very good.It was strange for Martina to reali...e that she had an entirely new lifeand identity, and though she clearly remembered being Martin Hanson, shewasn't that person anymore. None of them were the people who they used tobe. Now, they were no longer a family. They were no longer even related.Now, they were just a group of people, who happened to go on vacation atthe same time and. . yyyes sir." Good. Now unhook and unzip your skirt. Remove it and toss it to me." Once the long zipper was open, it fell easily to her ankles. She stood perfectly still wearing her three inch heels, small, shear, yellow panty, long stockings and the pointless red garter. FLASH As she turned slowly her full ass crack, trimmed bush and barely puffed labia were clearly visible. FLASH FLASH The pearl necklace and bracelet added the touch of class she wanted. I know she would be feeling vulnerable. There was a long thick string of it that ran from Patrick’s thick shaft to Dee’s lips. Her thick spit surrounded the outside of her mouth, ran down her chin to her chest and her breasts were now coated with the heavy, slick, saliva. Her jaw was aching from her mouth being forced open so wide and stretched, she was gagging and coughing as she gasped for air, her eyes were watery and leaked a few tears that ran down her cheeks, and Dee even had snot running out of her nose."Please… aaack… I. I swallow every drop, cleaning you like a lollipop. Your hands slide off my hair and pull me up for a kiss. I stand and readjust myself again as you refasten your pants. we head out of the stall and back to my desk, one last time.We sit, absolutely exhausted from this amazing day full of sexual tension and release. We are too tired to speak as we finish our last hour together. The final bell rings and we linger next to each other. We stand and clock out, not knowing where or what to do next..