Patricia Brown, age 18. Senior class honors, various other school awards.Every year, Amicorp had open admissions for their intern program. The final s...lection came down to the result of a personal interview with one of the various department managers. Or so it usually went. In reality, the chore was considered a total waste of a day and a smart manager usually passed it off to one of his subordinates. On this, the last day of the interviews, it had been passed off to Henry Morrison.Patricia. I finally thought I could go home since all of them were done. But all of them were ready for another round.This time even the watchman joined them fucking me. He was a short dark man. His dick was pretty small compared to the others. It was smelling bad. But I had no option.I had to take his dick in and give him a blowjob. They made me clean every drop of cum. Before the second round began, they wanted to try something new. So they tied me up and took turns fucking me in all positions.Two. I bent down, and kissed your right nipple. I felt you press your body close to mine as I pulled your hard nipple into my mouth, my tongue circling it slowly. Shifting my attention to your left breast, I held it in my hand and tweaked the nipple before taking it into my mouth. I love the way I can tell how my kissing your nipples feels. There is something in your breathing, and the way your body moves that lets me know you love it.I kissed your tummy, you know I love kissing your tummy. I. For you, it’s dangerous in a different manner. If Catherine makes too large of a miscalculation, she will prematurely age herself. She came very close this time.”“You didn’t stop her. What happens if I do something like that?”“You can lose soul power.”“I will get weaker.” Clarissa translated what I said into something she identified strongly with. “Can it be recovered?”“No.”“I don’t care what you need to do. Make sure I don’t get weaker.”Stalking into the bedroom, still dressed in her riding.