It took the combined efforts of Doctor Mercer, Jennifer, Bethany, Stephanie, Joyce, Melanie, and Pete to get me to admit that and try to fix it. Now, ... was trying, all by myself, to get Jennifer to admit to the same thing and fix it.The role-reversal here was interesting. For four years, Jennifer had been pushing me to improve myself. She’d done everything she could to get me to think differently, to act differently, and she’d succeeded. Of all my friends, Jennifer had pushed me the hardest.. ” I pulled my fingers free; grasped hold of the chair back, left my poor pussy to spasm helplessly about its sodden, empty core.“Please.” I rammed my pussy down, speared myself on his cock, strained to push it up between my swollen, wet pussy muscles, and hoped to feel it thrusting against my cervix. My pussy juice soaked arse slapped down against his dampened thighs and my swollen, needy clitoris grinded into his magnificently abrasive pubic hair.I fucked my wonderful boy; endlessly riding the. You promise to spank me if I am bad?" she cackled as she left the room. I heard the door close with a thud and I went back to work.I managed to get quite a bit done considering the thoughts floating through my head from time to time. Julie and I had done something in every single room in the house, some twice or three times. I wondered if it was just all the pent up lust exercising it's way out of me, or if I was really falling for Julie.I pushed the keyboard shelf under the desk and leaned. It was delicate andfeminine to begin with, and the snug bands of pearls glinting in the room'slight only enhanced those traits. Part of him wanted to rip the braceletoff. Another part, much stronger and more assertive at this moment, stilledhis hand. It kept his eyes transfixed on the bracelet and his gaze full ofreluctant admiration.'No one will notice,' he decided reaching for a hairbrush."Carrie? Would you do something for me, please?"Kevin put the perfume bottle down and turned around..