” Tom rose to his feet and took her in his arms. She allowed him to kiss her and then gently pushed him away. “There’ll be no penetration... ju...st oral,” she told him as she took hold of his bulge. “I am grateful for anything from you Carla,” he told her. She took him by the hand and led him into the lounge towards an armchair. “Ladies first,” she told him as she sat down. “Goes without saying,” he told her as he sank to his knees at her feet. Carla sat back as his hands began to push back. This is very bad. If this exhibit goes in the shitter I could very well be gone." I stood listening as she continued, "I absolutely must be in the office today. While I'm busy with my transition 'take over' duties plus sorting out which asshole is responsible for this fair fiasco and getting them moving, the trucks and workman converge at this 'fairground hill machine' place today at noon -- long before I'll ever be ready for them. When it all falls off the table this afternoon, my boss and his. At least those were some of the words he used to describe her actions, and he wasn’t wrong. It’d been her own instrument of self flagellation, pleasing him was secondary to her own need to be punished. He finished inside her mouth and she coughed it up on the forest floor, feeling wretched. He’d whispered more sweet words to her that made everything better, and she felt bad for being so off. They were usually much better about cuddling after any chance they could get. Instead she was driving. She played with my body as Illia watched and her hand came up to her own sex and she started to caress that so petite and flawless pleasure centre. Alison stopped kissing and touching me and slapped the girls hand. Illia looked shocked but Alison smoothed her hand up and down her wet mons and Illia relaxed…….but her hand did not go back to masturbating herself.“Daniella, get a pillow under her head and then straddle her face, facing her feet” Alison said quietly. She bent over to Illia and.