After inviting her in, they shared a cup of coffee and went through the day's agenda one more time.Theoretically, Angela was off-duty but she took her...responsibilities seriously and doubted Jim would deny signing off her overtime. George appeared an hour later and looked at her in a rather hostile manner. Angela wondered what had annoyed him. However, as she explained his role in the forthcoming event, he eventually settled down.Jim appeared around lunchtime and Joanna fed them a mountain of. “I’ll let you cum in me, when I come back. Would you like that?”He said yes“God, I bet there is a huge amount of cum in those balls” He hadn’t cum in a number of days.He said he thought so too.“And then you know what I want you to do after you cum in me?”He nodded his head“Tell me what I’ll have you do, you know you want to talk about it with me”“I’ll lick my cum from you”“That’s right you will, and why will you do that?”“Because you’ll tell me to, because I love you and I love your pussy, even. " You mean, Catherine that you are saving yourself for marriage?" No, not quite. It wouldn't have to be a marriage, but the way my head works, I want ... oh, hell. I'm submissive in my personal life, although I can be quite assertive professionally. I want a dominant man. I thought my ex-husband could be that. He was an artist and I liked posing for him, including in bondage -- and I liked some of the bondage. Unfortunately, he really didn't have a clue about the dominant psychology and what I,. " Jesus Christ. You," he said, dragging his palms from my chest down to my stomach, "are fucking insatiable."He raked his blunt fingers back up to my ribs and squeezed, hard. He grunted, bit my shoulder, and finally stopped driving into my ass. With a growl he pulled out of me and shoved me face first onto the bed.When I rolled over to look at him he was sitting on his heels, hand on his hips, trying to catch his breath. His dick stood straight out, throbbing, red, and shiny with lube. Finally,.