.this is what I wanted..lick it master…suck itt..”these moans made me hornier and began finger fucking her ass as I continued licking her pussy, o...ccasionally spanking her round ass and the moans got louder with each spank. As my right hand was working the bottom, l was caressing her boobs and fish hooking her mouth with my left as she sucked it..This continued for another 3 minutes as the moans turned to short squeak…and she finally cummed all over the face with a warm liquid as we smiled.She. And Jorge. And my dad. Everyone.”“Babe,” I said softly, “you admitting that, and internalizing it, is how we start to rebuild this train wreck.”“I’ve wrecked every relationship in my life,” she sighed. “I’m sorry.”“So resolve, today, to work on fixing them. But that means letting down your armor. It means being vulnerable.”“But Doctor Jessica can’t be vulnerable!” she protested.“And what makes her so fucking special?” I asked fiercely. “How is she different from Samantha? Or Jeri? Or me? Or. Also, when was the last time that Erin Burnett did actual news instead of softball interviews on that special talk show of hers? Well, she’s likely to be very much improved, isn’t she?” I chuckled as I slapped Penelope Cruz on the tush and pulled her closer for a kiss.“Hell if I know. So, what shall I do next?” Bill Clinton asked me now.“Collect Monica Lewinsky, your old intern, and prepare for your new future as a widower. Personally, I think that you should marry her, as long as you both know. Maybe it was all a part of the dream that I can't remember... "But it seemed so real," she said as she tossed the covers aside and climbed out of bed. She marched into the living room to see if the evidence of her adventure was there. Her heart raced when she saw it. Sitting there on the mantle, right where she had placed it the night before, was the antique brass lantern. Without consciously giving it thought, she decided in that instant that she would not report to work that day, regardless.