I honestly didn't know what to expect but I knew I had to talk to him.I called his office and his secretary answered. When I asked to speak to Ray Bol...tan, I could hear her talking to him."Mr. Boltan, I have a call for you on line one. Do you want to take it or do you want to call the person back?" asked his secretary."Who is it, Marilyn?" I could hear Ray's voice in the background."A Sarah Horn," was her reply."Sarah! No, I'll take this call, Marilyn. Please close my door and I don't want to be. I walked over to my bag, pulling out some clothes to wear. Dressing in sweatpants and a T-shirt, I rose to my feet. The digital clock Jessica's desk read 8:26. I left to explore the house, since I would be in control of it for the next day and a half. Jessica's parents were both executives at a large financial company. Their house was not only big, but it was expensive. They seemed to have the newest everything: TV, iPad, appliances. I sat down on the couch, but couldn't find the remote. So. “As long as my tongue fits inside you, I’m willing to find out,” he said, giggling. “I didn’t know I could come this much, Miss Jenny. Was it okay for you?”“Of course it was!” she said. “Have you pretty much done what you dreamed of, Ben?”“Oh, yeah, lots more, except for one thing.”“What’s that?” she asked. She was certain she had covered most of the basic issues of sex and orgasms with him.“Well, two things, actually” he replied.Suddenly he had her attention. What else could he possibly want. She wiped up the semen running from her nose and then the drool from her chin as well as the tears from her cheeks. She was truly a hot mess. Ben grabbed her head again, lifting her to her knees before him. He wrapped his dark arms around her pale torso and pulled her mouth to his, kissing her gently, then brushed her hair back also. This had a great calming effect on her and she visibly relaxed in his arms. When he broke the kiss she stayed there with her breasts pressed against his chest. He.