. "Looking in to the glass and watching myself something in me changed. Finally, it all clicked somehow, it seemed that the last bit of any shame I ha... about myself . . . or maybe any respect, I'm not sure which, had been lost."Keep fucking my bitch ass!" I cried.That spurred her on. The relentless slamming of my ass continued. I reached down between my legs and felt the wetness from more of my milk slowly seeping out of my cock. Squeezing from the base of my shaft and sliding up to the tip of. Adam’s head slightly tilts back when they say their goodbyes on a laugh. A full megawatt smile with dimples on this fine man is all it takes to have me clenching my thighs together. Oh, the things I’d let him do to me. I watch him move with ease as he rounds the corner of his desk and sits into his chair. The chair is the same leather chair Stacy has in her office, but it looks ultimately smaller with his large sculpted frame leaned into it. I feel the sudden urge to straddle him in that chair. Michele spritzed cold water on her face and turned to face her friendsmiling."Nah! He was easily dealt with," Michele said with a faux grin on herface.Then she stepped forward and gripped Doris on the upper arm so tightthat she flinched."But you tell no one! Absolutely no one Doris; do you hear me?"Doris nodded banefully."Promise Doris! I want you to say it!" Michele's steely blue eyesstared into Doris' brown doe eyes."I promise Michele," she whispered."Good, good. Now get cracking on scran. I saw how red his face was, and I realized that he'd been supporting some of my weight for a while. A while? A look at the clock showed I'd been lying on his chest for almost three hours. I saw a white film on his face, and I realized that was from me.Feeling a little bit guilty, I hurried and untied Robert from the bed. His arms felt a little cold to the touch, and he had trouble moving them, so I gently massaged his muscles for a while. Afterwards, we took a long shower together and went.