The company already has to give maternity leave because that's the law. As for child care, I may advocate for that to management since a bunch of the ...ids will be mine."John packs up to leave, using a separate exit to make sure he doesn't run into Margret. On the drive home he muses, "Tomorrow is another day and another fertile cunt waiting to be bred." Sally Smith, please report to meeting room 007 immediately."Sally, sends her mom a text message, "Called 2 mtg prob late. Don't need pickup.". Withdrawing a few inches out, he sank slowly deep into her warm cavern. Already his cock was throbbing and his balls tightening. He didn't want to cum yet. He had waited this long to have her and he wanted to give her pleasure like she'd given him. Her lips wrapped around his dick. Her tongue circled the tip, then around the head. She began to undulate her tongue against the head once more before swallowing his dick whole. His orgasm had never been so fucking intense and hard as it spewed out.. I’m here to meet people in power such as yourself to see if you’re willing to get your hands a little dirty,” I said, and I made sure that I emphasized the last word. There was a flicker behind his eyes and I knew that I had him. He was thinking of me in every position imaginable. I’m sure that my choice of words made his cock twitch. “I would love to have a private meeting with you to discuss the details of what you’re asking. We just may be able to work something out. But I want to make. The Lion's Mouth sat like an old, squat codger awaiting another hand of poker. The old carriage inn was straight out of a Dickens novel, with its thick thatched roof and yellowed stucco sides and mullioned windows set deep within its timber-trussed walls. The old oaks and hornbeams that embraced the inn had already shed their leafs, their black skeletal limbs clutching at the drizzly late afternoon sky. It was just what she had fantasized and feared about as she stared at it through her.