“One last question.”“What?” Stella asked letting her irritation show in her voice.“How did you get chosen for this task?”“I’m the newe...t attorney on staff.”Betsy said, “It’s tough being the low man on the totem pole, isn’t it?”“Low woman.”“Oh, you’re one of those,” Betsy said dismissively.“One of those what?”“One of those folk who thinks that sayings that are a hundred years old have to be changed to be gender neutral.”“Yes, I’m one of those.”Betsy said, “Then you should have said ‘low man or. There was no one else on earth he could be this open and honest with, knowing she would never judge him harshly. In fact, most often he found she shared his opinions. Eventually, their time together was over. They went into the bathroom together this time and squeezed into the shower. They washed each other, paying special attention to all the little places they had learned pleased each other most. She was delighted when his cock grew hard in her hands again. But there was no time for them. Once again, he pushed me forward onto the bar, but this time he told me to reach back and pull my ass cheeks apart. I started to say no, but he spanked me hard. Humiliated and afraid, I slowly reached back, pulling my flesh and revealing my tight rosebud. I begged him not to hurt my ass. I was terrified that he would tear me apart. Ignoring my pleas, he used his fingers still slick with my pussy juices to run over my very tiny rear door. I gasped as he pushed one and then two fingers into my. Then his tongue went on mission build sensitivity. He rimmed his step daughter as a young woman needs to be rimmed. So sexily. So dirtily. So frickin tongue tip deep. It wasn’t a case of Pandora opening a box next ...it was the depths of Pan’s tight constriction being filled unexpectedly. She writhed as the dirty bastard fingered her arsehole with first one finger and then a generous two...well because she was so appreciative.She felt the strange pressing shape but it was a good fit...as her.