By doing that, I felt like it would force me to concentrate on something besides my strong desire for you.”“Dang, Lynette,” I whispered to her a... she related her thoughts and feelings to me. “I was simply following along with your Scarlet O’Hara accented role. I had no idea that my words or how I said them would cause such troublesome feelings within you. I’m sorry, baby.”I reached up around her and pulled her in for a hug. I ran my fingers through her long, wavy hair.“I don’t know why that. You know about the kind of panties these days,” the senior officer, said in a blunt tone, further explaining that the scanner has marked an area around her lower waist.“But, I am not wearing any, Sir. I do not have anything below my waist, under my clothes.” Neema said, very softly, hoping no one else will hear.“I am sorry, Ma’am. I cannot hear you,” the senior officer said, slyly moving the mic towards Neema.“I am not wearing any panties, Sir,” Neema finished saying, to be greeted by loud. She'd been half thinking of blackmailing him, but she thought it could all go horribly wrong and backfire on her. Who would they believe? What proof had she got?As she thought about all this, she realised that it wasn’t going to work, but she also had an idea. Blackmail would be a great way of earning her a lot of money, but she had to get it right. It had to be something serious, and it had to be something she could prove. She knew in a flash what to do."I'm sorry, Mr Marsham. I must. Jason desperate to get the remainder of his cock enveloped, continues to push her insides. Alice: It’s so deep! I think it’s behind my belly button. Jason: I want to go even deeper.Alice moans in pain, but the thought makes her even wetter. She takes a knee on her left, but his cock prods her up, and she can’t let her right knee down. Determined to take him deeper, she balances herself on his cock, putting her body weight down on her cervix. Emily: Maybe we can get more comfortable inside..