. Tea? Coffee? Juice, perhaps?”“Orange juice would be lovely. So, how do I know you are someone I am allowed to speak to? Because I must say I’v... wondered why it has taken you a full month to reach out to me.”“Susan, can we get a Minute Maid orange here?” he said to someone I couldn’t see. Damn. Minute Maid is an atrocity, pasteurized beyond hope and blended to be consistently disappointing.“Well, we have been following your progress. I will admit we are not exactly overstaffed here and you. Soon it became too intense. The slow pulsing of pleasure every time my fingers returned from their upward slide on her labia to slam against the under side and side of her clit was driving her into convulsions.She couldn’t take the intermittent stabbing at her clit and begged for me to rub it continuously. She was on the verge of something her pussy hadn’t felt for years Soft and slow continuous manipulations on her little nub brought her closer. She was shaking and moving her hips. I could see. More

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