Shortly after noon, Gail and her mom showed up. Vicky gave me a peck on the cheek and said, "I'm off to meet some friends for the afternoon. Give her ... sales talk, Larry," and she glided out the door."Have you had breakfast, Gail?" I asked. She was fresher than a spring rain and was dressed in leggings that were shrink wrapped around her hips and slender legs. She wore a short-waisted top and her waist was as tiny as Scarlett's in "Gone With the Wind." I don't eat breakfast, Mr. Larry, but I'd. ” Adding, “You’re so fookin ’tight, you dirty little tart!” I did precisely what he asked, even adding a little wiggle to my bum. Suddenly, I felt my pussy explode, and my juices flowed around his finger and out onto the palm of his hand. “You naughty little tart! Did I tell you to cum? You best keep looking at that camera and smiling. And keep very quiet unless someone enters the building. Then you can say, ‘Have you found your marker pen, Mr. Jenkins. You got that?” “Yes sir!” He then went. More

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