”“Something?” I asked slightly confused.“I’m sure Doreen sucked you off?”“Er ... yes.“Well, you can do the same for me ... in a manner...of speaking.”“Ah...”“Allow me to teach you,” she said and unzipped her calf length pencil skirt shimmied it off. This was followed by slipping her full-size panties off, revealing a sparsely haired pussy framed by her dark stockings and suspenders.Janet then took my hand and led me over to a sofa in the room and she sat on it, legs apart. “Take a good look,” she. And I'd sample them all, singly and in groups, shoved up against lockers or bent over the benches that line the changing area as they had their filthy way with me in ever-more imaginative positions. In reality, nobody's that perfect. Not that I'd necessarily be above such antics – the fantasy of being treated like a health-obsessed whore under the control of muscular men certainly has its allure. But I'm mostly conscious of not losing shape, since the new job requires plenty of wining and. Her parents had a major blow-out featuring cops and everything, including some fucking camera crew covering the whole damn mess. Her mom was now in jail for smacking her dad several times with an iron skillet and her dad was now nursing his wounded pride with tequila and scotch and curses. There was no fucking way she was going back in there without an armed escort so she had decided to spend last night in her car. Now she had to be at work in about an hour and she looked like shit.What a. When you're not asleep, you're in a world of your own and nothing gets in or out. You're nearly home. We're going to see your children and your grandson. You should be happy." I'm sorry, I know you're right it's events of the past coming back to haunt me. It amazing how many significant events in my life have happened at or around Christmas." I know that, but you have to put it behind you. I want to see you with a smile on your face when we get there." I will don't worry. Is that all you wanted.