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Wow, asian Douglas, I didn’t know you were good for something – this is one of the best damn brews I’ve ever had. In fact, better yet, make it part of your routine in the morning to fix me one.” Gretchen would never forget the look on her satisfied customer’s pompous, arrogant face after complimenting her exemplary barista skills. Today, however, the fantasy that put her over the edge was the thought that, each day, her boss seemed to knock back the ceramic cum-caked container with more and more verve than the day before. It was subtle, but it was there. Yesterday, the distinct sound of a drained coffee mug hitting the mahogany desk pealed out before Gretchen had made it down the hall. With the thought that her superior not only was enjoying the nutty flavor shot that she was using to amplify her routine coffee kick, but also nurturing an addiction to it tantalizing her, Gretchen felt the preamble of a cumshot quake in her nuts. Each gooey rope splashed against the surface of amateur the dark brown liquid and spiraled in a vanilla-hued swirl of pale milkiness pov in the drink. Gretchen leaned back and grasped at the wood veneer counter top to keep herself upright as she deposited the byproduct of an uncharacteristically spine-tingling orgasm into the bottom of the drink. Once she had regained her faculties, a threesome one-two shake of her modest-size futanari member cleared off the straggling drops of cum that clung to her cockhead. “Coming, Mrs. Rodriguez!” Gretchen moaned before starting up the hallway. A few paces in, she remembered to tip-toe back and snatch up a spoon to stir the café (now complete con leche) until it reached a thoroughly emulsified and pale, tan color. En route, Gretchen pulled her business Hardcore woman’s skirt from around her waistline and over her softening shaft. She entered the room without another word, crossed over to her cum-swilling supervisor’s desk, and set the cup down within Felicia’s arm’s reach. “Thank you for waiting on me, Mrs. Rodriguez. I hope you like it.” Felicia already had the mug touched to her lips before Gretchen could finish her sentence. The worker drone wasn’t half way back to the doorway before she heard the empty cup clattering to the desk. Gretchen paused her brisk pace and languished in the sounds of the source of her hostile work environment gluttonously smacking her lips to savor Gretchen’s flavor. Felicia’s cum addiction was, to the delight of the one who fostered it in her, utterly reified by how quickly that mug was drained. “Good as always, Douglas. I knew there was a reason I kept you around.” Gretchen turned back to face her, and put on her proudest, fakest smile. “I’ll have to start charging you for it, ma’am.” Hell House Chapter 3 Copyright 2018 by the author. All rights reserved In the course of my computer interaction with the Black students, regarding my slave, a discussion of his “Introduction & Investiture” occurred. I gave it some thought, then discussed it with Mark. We decided, given the slave's arrogance and racism, that having the ceremony conducted by the building's Black residents was not only reasonable, but ideal. When a new slave was finished with his initial training, and it was clear he was a keeper, he was presented to any and all building residents who wished to attend the ceremony. I smiled, my headscarf wrapped covering my hair and swaddled about my face. I was asleep when Ryan came to bed. She walked over to the corner of the room and rolled over two small stools. “It’s okay Hardcore if you lose control, baby. He leaned over and kissed her, and then the two of them laid together spooning and fell asleep. “You know, Scarlett, I don’t know your surname. Then the Doctor turned back to me and with a smile on his face, he reached up and ran his hand over my right breast. Her heart was pounding more from excitement than exertion. June asked Jack if he would bring Doris back and said, "How would you like to amateur see your sweet little wife naked, on her knees acting like a whore, sucking cocks and me giving her one with my pov strap on dildo?" Becca is back at the house when I get back and I offer to make dinner and drinks. "Sheila?" “I haven’t seen anything good in the last few auctions. “Turn it off.” I slowly managed asian to say. “Now break me while we can still be honest sadist and honest masochist. As he was pumping in and out, Ralph said, “It’s nice to have you naked and ready.” It wasn’t long before I felt his penis swell and begin pumping his ejaculate into my womb. She reached up and slapped Madelyn. “You free tonight?”, he asked. I would look at some great looking well hung guys and that was all I needed to make myself happy. “I see,” I replied, trying very hard to contain my rising sense of victory inside. I removed my finger as quickly as I had shoved it in, and placed it under her nose. He logged in and it said FROZEN all access is locked out. Kate reassured. She looked around her and she noticed that there were several threesome people out in their yards and all were looking at her. “Well if you’re not going to wear any then I’m not.” “WE’RE GONNA HAVE SOME FIREWORKS,” he laughed. In fact, she was downright stunning. She led me to their booth, now empty after most the other girls had left.