He blushed as he heard her moan again andnoticed her eyes rolled into her head as she continued cumming though thearcs had stopped.Later he was in his...room sitting in front of his laptop as the cursorblinked. He could not think of what to write or even how to start as theevents that evening replayed in his mind. Soon he gave up and went to bedand found himself stroking his cock lightly as he remembered the tits. Hecursed himself for even being turned on by watching some guy that wasnow, what. Fortunately, that’s me, most of the time.”After that, she and I got and shared a bottle of water. You wouldn’t believe how much we go through these days!“OK everyone, back to work. I need the Foreman, workers, factory girls, Fantine and John Valjean.“Musical number Zero One, ‘At The End Of The Day,’ please?”I raised my baton. My eight violinists begin this number... (Eight boys and four girls)THE POORAt the end of the dayyou are another day olderAnd that’s all you can sayfor the life of the. Your pussy is soaking wet and i couldnt help but put a finger in you. and you gasp and smile and say " you need to follow me " and you stood up and grabbed my hand and pulled me to your room. but as soon as we get there you stop and turn to me and look up at me and say " beshkno ive been a really really bad girl and i think i need to be punished" with a naughty grin on your face. then we start making out and taking off my cloths and you take the skirt off so your in nothing but your stockings. I knew right away that Macklinson's profitability would shoot right through the roof, once they adopted our more efficient production methods. All we had to do was handle the distribution of any excess production this greater efficiency caused."Kenny, you can't come in here and expect to change things in a hurry. We have our own ways down here. They work for us, or else we wouldn't have kept them all this time." No, you're absolutely right, Gene. I'm not going to change a thing about your.