You use my hair to move my head back and forth making me fuck you with my mouth until.......there is a knock on the door. It’s your boss at the door... you hurry and put away your cock. I stand up reeling not sure how that just happened. He says Jackson what are you doing with the new girl? You say dictation LOL. He opens the door the rest of the way and sees me my hair is a mess. You think you are in trouble, but he smiles and says carry on and closes the door. I am frantic now I try to get past. “Where do you think? I’m going to toss his shit out of our apartment, including him and his whore!” she tried to free her wrist, but he only yanked on it harder. “Going home right now is the worst thing for you to do. I’m an amazing lawyer, but I honestly do not want to represent you in court and argue an insanity defense that would justify you killing your boyfriend—and his whore,” he added. “Moreover, criminal law is not my area of expertise.” “I’m not going to kill them!” She was appalled. “Ohhhh,” she simpered, “Fancy a quickie?”“Er, yes actually,” he replied, “Just looking at that serving wench has given me a stiffy and she looks rather busy.”“Where?” Sinders asked.“I don’t know,” Armin replied.“Its your flaming Castle,” Sinders replied in exasperation. “Oh, the servants quarters then, come with me,” he said seductively.Sinders followed him down the corridor, “Actually fuck it, lets do it here in the corridor,” Armin said decisively.“Good idea,” Sinders agreed, “Shall I bend. God I could have pounced on him right then. At that point I realized I actually didnt know what I was doing. Like I wasnt going to try to rub my clit in his face (yet), and I didnt have a plan beyond that fantasy. I had to try something though, or Id never forgive myself for punking out. But for a nerve-wracking second or two, nothing was coming to mind (note to self, plan better next time). I knew I wanted tears, so I asked myself what kind of touching DONT boys like? And that jogged the.