Sultry Arabian Nights: Deep Throat and Drenched Delights

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” I continued. “Yes, close to that,” He confirmed. XXX “Thank you, sir,” I said, turning beet red. Just check in with Mr. I curled up in his lap and began to stroke his cock, licking and kissing it. “Well?” Ben said, raising his tone. I kept a close eye on the office where Amanda was; it had been two hours, and they were still in there. What’s in the other office?” I asked. Reilley arrived, Amanda and the five managers entered his office. I was done. “Yes, sir, no underwear the rest of the week,” I said, blushing. “Well, one can hope, Rebecca, or make it happen,” he told me.