There’s nothing like coffee to settle down my nerves. ‘Thank you, I’d love a cup of coffee.’ She smiled back and turned to go into the kitchen...just to our right. At this point, my eyes finally got to drift. It was May, and the weather was getting warmer, and she was dressed like it. She was in a loose, but form fitting dress that went down right past her knees. It was a modest dress, white with navy blue horizontal stripes, but it couldn’t hide the great curves that she had. Walking into her. There were too many of them, and she and Daisy would be no use suffering the same fate. sneaking across the yard, she had driven off as fast as her landrover could carry her. Now, sitting here in the capital, waiting to see the chief of the Army, she knew staying would have been disasterous. A shadow broke her thoughts, and she looked up to see the secretary standing in front of her."Major Ngoro can see you, but he is in his appartment. Take the lift to the Penthouse. He'll see you. '? Well needless to say, He did ask, and now here i was naked, my forehead pressed to the floor, my largest ball gag seated in my mouth, my back arched so that when He enters my bottom would be presented.? i had already waxed that morning as per my usual routine, so i was smooth and presentable and other than the visible dampness between my lips, something i could not prevent, i was ready.? My collar was locked in place about my neck, and my hands were laced behind the back of my head, my. ” He fingered me fast and hard and I spewed cum all over his hand panting. “No sir, no he doesn’t.” Mr. Miller only laughed, he spun me around and forced me onto my hands and knees. I heard his zipper come down and felt him kneel behind me. “I know what little sluts like you want. I’ll fix it so you get it all the time.” Then he leaned over and put his hand over my mouth. “Can’t have ya screaming too loud cunt.” He rubbed his cock all over my dripping cunt, then pulled it back and pushed.