I am, I am, I am.” She went to the door. And realized she was glaring at him. “Come, come in,” she said, suddenly, stupidly, flustered. Great st...rt. She took his coat, gave him a drink, took herself to the john and gave herself a lecture. “This is a business dinner. Yes, it’s in my apartment. Yes, he’s a big guy with a great, fuck-me smile. Given the time and the place, I might. But it isn’t, OK? Remember how it ends up – they all turn into whiny, needy little boys. First they get in your. I suppose it ended. At least the punishment did. I relaxed a little. I didn't know whether to take my mouth off the dildo. I thought it safer to keep it on.I then felt a coolness, a finger... ahhh... lubricant... at my hole. And then some more. "Yes, slut, these are your own little cum juices. Hahaha."What? Oh. Master must have scooped up my lttle cummies, and decided to use the mess. Yuck. Then I felt pressure, and intruder at my hole. And after cumming, and after lifting off the dildo. She wanted friction, any friction.He smiled. "Such a sexy fucking slut!" he thought to himself.He continued to move his fingers up and down between her cheeks, teasing her, caressing her. When his fingertips lightly grazed her tight hole, for the first time, she cried out softly. Tommy allowed his fingers to play here, toying over her ass, lightly tickling her anus. He didn't apply any pressure.Right now, he just wanted her to ache for him. He tickled her and teased her and delighted in every. Ally leaned back on her pillow as she imagined being the heroine Professor Salinger outlined. Oh to be that sought after, loved, and prized by the man of your dreams! She could only begin to imagine what that would feel like... When she tried to picture her dream man, the strangest thing happened. The man's face morphed from Professor Salinger's to Barc's and back again. Over and over one face was replaced with the other, and worst of all, Ally could see tremendously redeeming values in both.
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