" Use their name to keep the focus, say the name with a very tiny hint of content. Everyone loves to hear their name, whether good or bad, but the ton... in which it is said is picked up subconsciously he quoted to himself. "I want to come in here and smile, compliment you on your attire and your hard work! Instead I have to chastise you over small insignificant details repeatedly! Why can't we have a normal day without policy and regulations having to be recited?" he quipped. He knew this. Telling myself that I didn't want to ruin her best Sunday ever, I wrapped my lips around hers and sucked off the ice cream. The eyes turned sparkling, then concerned as I pulled back."Wait a sec. You have some..." Her head moved forward and her tongue shot out, licking the corner of my mouth. That was all. It was the most innocent-looking thing in the world. And yet..."Well!" she said, all bright and happy while looking at my lap. "Look who wants to play! DON'T MOVE THAT ARM!" Miss Day Care to. "Hey, Euro-bitch. You jiggy-jiggy?" asked the Officer."Fuck you!" shouted Lauren."Hey! Come on! Show us piss-flaps!"He flicked the buttons on his fly and shed his trousers and pants, revealing a semi- erect cock that was without doubt the least enticing view of a man that she had ever seen. His pot-belly extended over his length and the sparse, ragged pubic hair looked as though it had seen much action. He gripped himself and rubbed his tool, speaking quickly in Spanish to his staff. Lauren. Round the corner, Wanker’s pulled over and parked up, anxiously pulling out the three packs of pics that his Spunk Queen’s just sold him. He eases his erection upright as he leafs slowly through the first pack, breathtaking pics of the lovely leggy Miss Melanie lifting Her skirt up. He can’t hear of course, but round the other corner, in a bedroom, Her cries of ecstasy can be heard as Bev does stuff to Her. Wanker: Ohhhhhh...lovely pics Miss, lovely pics........He now deliberately holds each.