His cock is trying to own mypussy as it works inside me deeper. I moan without thought nonstop. Ican’t help but moan the pleasure feels so good. I w...ap my legs aroundhim, he thrusts deeper inside me. I feel him start fucking me harder. Iarch my back and feel myself near an orgasm so fast. I smile to myselfknowing how much pleasure he truly gives to me. I whisper out his namefeeling it build. My walls tighter around him so hard, he knows I’mclose and begin riding me deeper. He hits my g-spot and. Like, enough housework, he thought. “Nice pie crust,” he said, wondering what Karen wanted to hear. Holiday preparations, he knew, were always a big deal for women, so he wanted to say and do the right things. “I’m just about done,” said Karen. “I’ll put it in the fridge to set over night and we can put the batter in tomorrow.” “Sounds like a plan. I’m done with the vacuum.” “Hmm, so I’m done and you’re done. That’s nice,” said Karen. She looked over at Mike. He stood there, rocking slightly. She snooped around Devkumar’s personal possessions picking up clothes, photos, and books. Then, she saw it, the diamond cross. It was enormous. It was beautiful. It was dazzling. Afraid to touch it, she had to feel it. She knelt before it and touched it with the tip of her index finger as she blessed herself. ‘Devkumar,’ she whispered. She couldn’t help herself. She wanted to pick it up, hold it, and wear it, if only for just a second. She stopped short when she heard a noise from the bedroom.. No harm no foul!Monique: “No harm no foul? You can’t be serious, Paul. You’ve cost this company thousands of dollars. And on a personal project.”Paul: Yes, Monique, but it’s a great personal project! Are you familiar with the hypothesis that the universe is a computer simulation?Monique: “I’ve heard of that but I don’t see how it’s relevant to your ass being fired.”Paul: Because, Monique, if the universe is a computer simulation, that means it can be hacked. And I figured out how to hack it..