"I was worried. I had never seen her so serious. Had I screwed up something so badly that she had to let her board handle it because she couldn't face... me?"You'll at least be there..." I began, but the expression on her face answered my question before I could finish it."I told you," she said, "I need to stay hands-off on this matter. Besides, I have something else that I need to do."Great! She was probably going to be in her lawyer's office drawing up the divorce papers while her board raked me. Gagging I pulled back, but gently he reassured me I was doing well, and that I had almost mastered the art. I silently vowed to myself at that point that someday I would give him the best deep throat he had ever experienced; I was determined to satisfy my Master. He commented how hot it looked with him pulling my hair and me sucking him off, and again it was all the encouragement I needed to perform at my best. I need this man so very much.Bringing me out of my reverie he stopped me and sat. “Yep,” Morales muttered, “gotta make us some soap.”Back at the cave, Morales hung his clothes on a bush, but remained nude for the time being, since he was going to be working with the meat and would get any clothes he put on bloody. After tossing the chickens some of the lettuce and cabbage, he cut out the tenderloin and put a big chunk on to cook, then went about sectioning and cutting the hog up in preparation for salting. He had been checking his other pork each time he cut more bacon off,. She lets out a long sign and shuts off her iPad. "Babe, why don't you relax and look over your notes later?" Mark asks. Marissa feels all the stress of the previous week boil up and she feels extremely annoyed at that very moment. Sternly she looks at Mark and her expression is one he has become quite familiar with, but never directed at him. It is the expression of superiority that is used on those that Marissa wants to crush and go hand and hand with her sharp tongue. "I have to make sure.