”I was still working on potsticker fillings. As Cera says – holy moly, we were making a lot of them. Kim sidled up to me and whispered, “I can�...t believe how much fun I’m having helping make dinner. It’s always been something I had to do, not something that was enjoyable.”I whispered back, “We’ve always done it this way, even when it was just the three of us, but it’s gotten more and more fun as we’ve added chefs ... or cooks ... or ... whatever. Part of why it’s gotten more fun is, unlike the. I thought she is going to bang me about my behaviour. I said to her that i am sorry for the thing happnd in the morning and wil never repeat in future. She smiled at me and asked when my parents wil come. I am shocked on seeing her smile n replied to her dat my parents wil come by evening around 7pm. Then she holds my hand and took me inside my room.I felt like heaven when she touched my hand. I dono wat she wil do to me. Then she made me to stand near the bed and hugged me tight. God its a. . uh, Ma’am, nobody could learn to fly an interceptor well enough in the time we have left. That said, if it comes down to it, I’ll still do my best to train a new partner.”“I might have to hold you to that,” Arlene said as she stared eye to eye with Camp, who did not look away.After a moment, Camp hesitantly spoke again. “Ma’am, I know him. He’ll wait until the last minute to quit. You can absolutely count on it. He’ll do it hoping to screw the show up and make you look bad. I’ve been. Ravenously you suck, drinking and swallowing every drop of my thick semen. Your hands pump viscously at my cock, milking every little drop of my creamy fluid. I moan for you to stop, the pleasure quickly turning you blissful pain. You ignore my moans as you slip your mouth from my cock and quickly lick the shaft, catching any dribbling that escaped your sucking mouth. You slowly clean my slowly softening cock. You moan as you taste every last bit of my cum. As you lick, I moan again and.