" Why don't you come on your own? I'm sure Dave, my husband, will do his best to make sure you don't feel left out." Well, thank you, Ginger, that wou...d be really nice. I take it you're staying at Marshall's, so shall I meet you there, say seven thirty tonight?"When Ginger got back to the hotel, she found Dave out by the pool. She told him most of what happened that day. Dave listened to it all with a smile on his face."No shit. You delivered your sexy sales pitch to a woman?" No, I delivered a. Martínez, welcomed me and showed me to a bright room with doors that opened onto a small patio. High walls made the patio private and the ivy that covered them turned the walls into a living garden. The room itself wasn’t large but it had everything I needed, including a comfortable sofa and a couple of easy chairs.The small refrigerator contained wine and mineral water and what looked to be Champagne or prosecco.When I asked about the price Sra. Martínez shook her head and gave me to. I took that as a direct threat and a dominance tactic. A boss is there to define your work, guide you in it’s execution, grade you on the quality of your performance and if necessary correct you up to and including termination of your employment. None of that, requires him to attempt to dominate me or threaten my job from the very first instant of out first interaction.As we said back home, I went straight up and turned left. I hate bullies and I don’t allow anyone to treat me like that. My. She’s good at that. She’s winning, she thinks. She’ll show him. Trying for another inch she pulls him deeper and deeper into her mouth. Except now she can’t pull back. She tries, but he has a firm grip on her hair again and he’s not letting go, hips locked in place she’s stuck with him in her mouth. She’d swear if she could, the bastard! She locks her lips around his shaft and sucks in deeply, clamping her mouth around his cock. There’s a gasp and a little giggle. “You evil bitch…” This makes.
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