You aren’t done with me yet, not by a long shot. Grabbing my head by the roots of my hair and moving from your position on me, you roughly drag my ...ody from the bed, until I am on my knees in front of you. I feel small against your monumental stature above me, but I love it. You’re the man and I am your woman. I’m here to please you in all the ways that you want. I eagerly lick your shaft from base to tip, flicking and circling my tongue around your head, before gliding back down. My hands. She was walking back to campus from her job at "Linens and Things." Kayla was not a fashion model in her bodily proportions, tending more on soft and cuddly than the stick figure of a mannequin. She was, at five feet two inches, the epitome of the old song, Has Anybody Seen My Gal, with her five foot two eyes of blue and currently naked showing exactly what her five foot could do.The problem Kayla faced was dressed in the gray shirt and black pants of the West Hamlin Police Department. Two. I love my Job. I was promoted as HR and had to shift to our Mumbai branch 4 years back. I was allotted a 2 BHK apartment and I loved my new home. Clubbing was not my cup of tea, never liked parties and discos. I joined a GYM, met a group of fitness conscious people, we organize outdoor activities every month. This was my only activity out of work hours. I’m very fond of photography, Proud owner of Mark-11 7D. I love taking pictures of birds, cats, and nature.Two years back on a rainy evening,. ‘Hey.’ He said. ‘What’s going on? Where am I? Show yourself.’ His voice still slightly slurring. ‘See.’ I said to Erin. ‘Should we go?’ Erin asked. ‘When I finished my tea.’ I said. I poured the rest of the tea into my mouth and put the fancy cup back on the very pink table. Then I walked across the room, kicking my way through dolls and stuffies and toy trains until I reached the crib. I leaned on the edge and looked my former boss in the face. ‘Lexi? You? What are you doing here?’.