Surely he hadn't done it on purpose. Or had he? The easygoing manwaved him closer and indicated the space between the chair and desk.Mike put himself ...here, nervously aware of how close it put him tothose long legs, that broad chest, that..."Now open that cute shoulder bag your wife gave you to carry thismorning," Mr. Harm suggested.When Mike did, he saw inside the things that might be expected:wallet, housekey, pens, eye shadow, pink lipstick. Under all of themwas something that he was told to. “Five stars! I think I'm going to give it a name.”She moves Trey's dick around in circles for a minute, stroking steadily, while she slides back and forth on the toy that's now slick with the juices that she emptied onto it. He's looking at her, sliding his ass forward on the table, thrusting the best he can, looking like he's going to get off soon. She clicks on the vibrator to its lowest setting, feeling it gently massage her vagina, keeping it away from her clit while she comes down from her. .” His whisper is so faint, perhaps only to be heard by himself.I slowly transition from a gyration to a straight up and down motion so that the back of my head comes to a stop at the tip of his cock. I press down with several short, milking strokes before slowly rolling my head back down his hard shaft. My heart jumps. I think I might have heard my name.“Oh yeah ‘Km’”He continues to softly moan under his breath as I roll my cheek over his hard cock and come to a stop, face down with my lips. .. I thought Heather and I had something different, and I just felt so betrayed. I want to tell her, I really do. But she left, and I don't know where to find her." I sighed miserably, sitting back into the chair in front of Dr. B's desk, looking at him for some bit of guidance."What would you say to her?" he asked, sitting down in front of me."I don't know for sure. I'd tell her that I've missed her. That I want to sit down and actually talk with her, not scream and throw out accusations. I'd.