Jessie’s blissful state of mind found itself enhanced yet again by that wonderful aroma of warm chocolate chip cookies baking away in the oven. That...aroma wafted up the stairs into Jessie’s bedroom giving her the most amazing dreams as she dozed the afternoon away.As for Bryce Unsworth it wasn’t until around 5pm that he finally felt happy with the much reduced pile of paperwork sitting in his in-tray. He leaned back in his swivel chair giving a big yawn and decided it was time to go home for. Brandon had already left when Paula(a) realized he had accepted the phone number. "How was work today?" Sydney asked as Paul(a) came home, seeing that her daughter had an expression of feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. "Dreamy." Paul(a) smiled."Sound great." Sydney said in a blue dress and stepping her bare feet into a pair of matching pumps. "Glad it was? dreamy." "Sorry mom." Paul(a) blushed. "There was this guy and he's really cute." "Sounds like how I described your father." Sydney said as. He just kept pumping me over and over until I came again. And after a few moments, again…Then it happened. My black lover reached out; grabbed my tits firmly and squeezed them hard. I thought my nipples would pop off.I just blasted off again. And I was aware that he grunted mightily, slammed his cock upwards for a last time and he arched his back.I then felt he began pumping his massive quantity of burning semen into my womb. My whole body was one big orgasm.I was trying to catch my breath. I. She fell back asleep and I lay thinking about what had happened and wondered just exactly what I had gotten myself into. To this point it had been all fun and games, and quite a bit of money. Sure, I was involved in gambling, and to a lesser extent, prostitution, but those had always seemed to me things that ought not to be illegal. Capone had once claimed that he was offering to the public the goods and services that they wanted but which were denied to them by their government. I agreed with.