No extra pounds. I am not weird or anything but you take care of yourself”. “You’re in good shape too. Tell me do you always wear panties to ...he Y ?” He smiled. I blushed and said;” Yeth but I am not gay”. I put my head down and looked over at his cock which was noticeably growing. He was boning cuz of me. I asked him if I could cum sit near him. He smiled sweetly and said ‘Sure”. I was afraid other guys wood walk in but I walked over to him. ‘No nigga… it’s eat this pussy at work day.’ She dropped that mother fucking coat hopped on my desk on all fours. My dick was swelling faster than a speeding bullet. ‘Lunch time nigga’, she said as she slapped her right ass cheek. With no hesitation I dove head first into her love palace. The crotch-less thong had her lips puckering just right for me…I kissed her passion and in that moment I knew she was turned on as well. The thick string of her moisture that connected her lips to mine let me. It focused, of course, on the ten or twelve minutes I'd been in Golden's office; they'd play a bit of the audio and then ask me what everybody'd been doing at that time, and so on. They had a digital video camera in there, and recorded it all.At the end McDonough again offered me witness protection. I said I'd like to think about it overnight, and he said fine. For the most part it seemed like a pretty good deal; I had no close friends I'd be leaving behind, no relatives I cared a lot about,. “Bring your guitar. You have to eat anyway and you can practice there. It will just be the three of us and Donna and I can sit in the next room to chat while you play. Please, Jacob?” she whined. My stomach growled. She was right. I did need to eat anyway. I packed up my guitar and music and music stand and we loaded into the truck. Beca slid to the middle and fastened her seatbelt. I chuckled at remembering what a difference between her and Livy in that position. She didn’t distract me from my.