.why don't you give ol' dickhead a piece a' Polly'smind, hehe..."Polly nodded, smiling. "Ya know what? Not a bad idea. I'm sure thereal Polly never...had the balls to do that, so I'm gonna go and do her afavor, haha!"Polly immediately finished buttoning herself up and straightening herhair, but forwent the conservative bun. Walking over to open heroffice door, she sure enough saw Mr. Parson tapping his footimpatiently. "Your door was locked Mrs. Adams. Why was your doorlocked, hmmm? . She was wearing a tight pink strapless gown which gave everyone a great view of her breasts, even her nipples when she bent down. After dinner and a few drinks, she was flirting with just about every man that talked to her, but I was able to hold her attention and get her pussy juices flowing. We snuck off. The quickest place we could duck into was a bathroom on the far end of the reception hall. There were closer bathrooms, so we figured we would be able to have some privacy. She immediately. It was plain on her face.“I didn’t mean it that way,” said Agatha, defending herself. “You run a business here. I’m sure you depend on the money you make, and you’ve fed me too ... supper I mean. I couldn’t possibly do enough work to make up for all that.”“Oh,” said Mirriam again. She felt her face get hot as shame claimed some of her blood supply. “Forgive me. I guess I’m just not used to dealing with...” She stopped and looked away, flushing harder.“I’ll do the dishes,” said Agatha. “We can. Linda closed her legs together, pausing for a while, then unpromted she rose to her kness to remove my trousers and underwear. I need to suck those smooth shaved balls she says quietly, pushing myt feet apart and immediately taking one into her warm mouth. It wasnlt long before Linda was taking the head of my pulsating cock between her painted lips. Linda looked up at me and said a proper slut would take it all into her mouth wouldn't she. I asked, was she a proper slut? Linda said that I'd.