?With thy tongue,? he said, and her tongue entered my mouth. I began to kiss her back. Our breath came quicker.?Kiss her teats,? he said, and her mout... went to my breast, and I moaned, the soft sunlight glinting off her golden hair. She suckled gently, her arms around me. Suddenly the thin, sinister cane whistled and cracked hard on my back. I jumped and shrieked, startling the girl, who leaped back. ?Oh, the pain!? I screamed. ?Oh, oh, it is like fire!?Another crack and I shrieked. His intention is unmistakable and she matches the motion of his tongue and the touch of his hands stroke for stroke."Dean would've fucked me by now," she torments.He looks at her, studying her face before nuzzling his way to her ear. He tucks her hair back, his tongue flickering along the shell before suckling at her lobe. "I thought you wanted me," he says darkly."I..." she begins, distracted by the warmth of his breath at her throat.He draws her down until he lays over her. "Don't mention my. Mister White said, “This is Jim Smalley with Channel Six. He will be their new sports reporter for Sky Sox baseball. Please welcome him today.” They left except for Smalley.He moved over to sit next to me. He said, “Mister Sloan, I want to give you my station’s apology again. That incident will not be repeated.”I said, “Is Jones gone?”“He was clearing his desk yesterday evening. I don’t know but one of our smaller market affiliate stations may get him but I don’t think he will return here. There was a jolt and Scuford felt R Tur’s cum flow into his hand.Scuford did run the water to clean himself of the very thick and sticky sperm. Then he got dressed quickly. R Tur stroke the beardog’s ass.“Go to my truck after work.”Scuford nodded and kissed him in response.“See you later, at 6”, he said, closing the door.Scuford felt hot, he was sweating. He threw cold water on the face. Then he joined his collegue who asked if he was sick. The beardog reassured him and pretended fatigue of.