.. yours!” Emily insisted with her breathless words making her sincerity quite clear.“Attagirl!” I slapped her tush a bit as I bottomed out insi...e her slippery snatch, the juices clearly still flowing from earlier.“Oh ... yessss!” Emily proved to me that she lived for my praise, whatever form that might be.I pumped even harder now, amazed that this was even possible, but I already came earlier, so my control was much better now (not that I was a slouch then, but still... ). I claimed and took. For a quick second hethought of Jesus?s forty days and forty nights in the desert being tempted bySatan. This must be what it felt like, he thought ? only worse, because Jesuswas the Son of God, not a weak white man with intense, unfulfilled desires, and248 human bodies at his complete disposal. ?I thank you for your company tonight, Mr. Potter, butwish to have no part in the abusive activities of which you speak. Please donot speak to me of it again. Goodnight, sir, and I?ll see you in the. I'll take it. She didn't tell you she was working today huh?” “She didn't, no.” “Okay. I think it's every other Friday now, that she'll be working. Someone at work has something, that needed them to switch days. Something to that affect. Want to come in? I just gotta throw on some clothes,” he said with a chuckle. “No, no. I'm okay. You're, um, yeah. Just let her know that I dropped by to give her that. I would just really appreciate her opinion on an article in there. She'll find it.” “Okay.. She pulled off her panty and set it on top of the rest of her neatly folded clothes. Examining herself in the mirror, she was impressed with herself tonight. Not always the most confident, she sometimes had problems feeling sexy, but tonight her tan skin looked inviting, her curvy hips were just the right size and her large breasts looked perky and delicious. She was eager to be touched.She thought of last night and traced her fingertips down her body and to her hairless mound. She let out a.