Winkler cups my face in her delicate hands. We kiss while our hands wander over the curves of one another’s body. Moans intermingle with labored bre...thing, filling the room as the passion between us boils over with lust. Breaking the kiss, I take her hand and walk over to her desk. Placing my hands on the hem of her skirt, I pull it up, revealing a closely trimmed landing strip just above her mound. Lifting Ms. Winkler so she is sitting on the edge of the desk, I lower myself onto the chair. . "Petruchio, my Lord, it is time." Then be quick, Katherina."Shortly, Elizabeth is kneeling again and Michael is playing with her vagina and her ass. He takes the cord and a tube of lubricant and begins pushing the balls into her rectum, one, another, another. She gasps with each one. When all that remains outside is a short length of cord, he rises."Get dressed. It's time to go to dinner." My Lord! No!" Come."She gasps again several hours later, after dinner, after the play, when he finally. This is Lieutenant Veronica Lake, my bodyguard and friend. Ronnie this is my friend, guardian, and lawyer, Lu Tang.”“Any relation to...?”“Great-grandmother.” I had no idea what they were talking about.They shook hands, “How does the bodyguard thing, work?”“I shoo them off while Nate watches,” she replied semi-seriously.“And does that work?”Ronnie gestured at me. “Oh yeah. You wouldn’t believe what she did,” I spoke on cue.“You will have to tell me later. What’s up with the upstairs? Don’t tell. Sheila laughed.“I guess I had that coming,” she responded.“Yes, you did,” I replied, pressing her for an answer. “You still didn’t answer my question.”She took another sip from her mimosa and peered back at me from behind the straw.“Yeah,” she replied, “I only like big white dicks and I only hook up with big white dicks I like.”Too-shay.Sheila was a trip, to say the least. I found her intriguing in an odd way. As we chatted, I took note that he wore a simple silver ring on a her right thumb and.