Yakhir stared at the placid looking man with wonder in his eyes and even more admiration.When they reached the top of the shaft, the quisling archivis... was no where to be seen. Kemal handed Yakhir off to the watchman at the Shaft entrance, who escorted him over to the next shaft. Another archivist met him at the entrance and walked with him to Master Kevit-Nakar. Yakhir placed the simple datapad into his master's hand and explained to him that the Archivist Atto would insist on its return along. " She slid one sanded length along her palm like she was testing a knife for sharpness.Behind her, I finally lifted my ass off the floor and shook off the dust. I thought everything was back to normal, until she straightened and turned around.I'm sure you had to be there, but for the first time in my life I noticed the clothes she was wearing. I guess in my mind she was always the drill sergeant, or the handyman, or a dozen other male roles I had hung around her neck. She was wearing a dress.. She screeched in pain as the head of his cock broke the threshold of her ass. Adam release her hips from knees and Jenny using her hands pulled her cheeks out, stretching her hole to allow Adam’s cock to slide in deeper. His cock penetrated her slowly sliding deeper, they both watched as his solid member disappeared inside her. Adam let out a gruff grunt as his pelvis touched her ass cheeks. They both held their positions enjoying the feeling of satisfying each other. The sound of heavy. “You could come by my house instead,” she said. “Umm, I’ll be all alone tomorrow.” For whatever reason, he jumped on her suggestion and said “Alright.” And he smiled too. Both were happy. He didn’t know what she was suggesting but she did. When he arrived the following morning she was all dolled up in a pretty pink, yellow, and slightly purple dress. He loved her in it. She neither looked old nor young in it but she looked in great shape. He knew that much at least. “That’s a nice looking.