. BEGGING for him to put it back in.My body arches backward to try to get to his cock. Grinding against him. Trying to wriggle my ass back onto that d...licious dick. He teases me farther by grabbing my pussy and yanking my pelvis forward.His fingers really sinking into the roof of my pussy and totally in control of my g-spot. OMG, I'm about to pass out with desire, my tits get hard, not just the nipples, but the entire breast tissue.In my desperate attempt to have him back in my empty ass, I. Itried to lift my legs to get out of bed, but I discovered that my legsjust didn't want to move nor did my arms for that matter. "I-I can'tmove," I said my voice coming out with a pronounced crack as if I wereundergoing puberty again.Mother smiled, that damn infuriating smile of hers that she usedwhenever she was worried. "Athilda said something like this mighthappen."I grunted angrily. "She damn well didn't tell me!"Mother sighed warily. "I have a feeling there is much Athilda hasn'ttold. “No,” McKinsey says flatly. “I want you to head this investigation. I know it’s not your job, but there is no telling who we can trust at this point. If I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t have appointed you.”Bowling feels precariously close to being found out, but heading the investigation does give him a way out. It may even give him the opportunity to eliminate a rival or two. “Then I will find the answers,” he says. “We will weather this storm.”“This isn’t the only storm we face,” McKinsey. She opened her mouth to speak, but she fumbled for words. “Speak, girl.” He snapped. “Tell me what you are thinking.”Courtney closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “What about Dylan? What if I’m out of town or something? What if I can’t do what you expect of me?” The panic was evident in her voice as she tossed her questions at him rapidly.Michael chuckled at her. “Oh sweetheart, you and your innocence.” He said, reaching out to touch her face. “As far as Dylan, this arrangement would be the.