Jess would have the plane at the airport at 9:00 am and we needed to be there when he arrived. After a light breakfast, we grabbed a cab and went to ...the airport. Sure enough, Jess was there, with the door open, waiting for us to board. Then, it was up, up and away…I would soon find out if my suspicions were correct.When we arrived home, I told Claudia that I would not be coming into the office today, but would be there in the morning. I told he to take the rest of the day off and relax. Of. But she should have known better. Although obviously very much aroused by her words, James spent a long moment just looking into her eyes, considering, before nodding slowly and saying, “All right, Diana.” He stepped away from her and rummaged through his dresser drawer, eventually coming up with a condom. Then he returned to stand in front of her, the huge bulge in his pants practically in her face, and said, “Take it out, slave.”Diana didn’t hesitate; her hands flew to his belt and in no. After all that had already happened, even with his fingers buried in her, he knew she was uncomfortable telling a little lie."They've never tried to make a pass at you"? His hands came out of her, lifting one of her legs up over his shoulder. He took both her hands in his and buried his face in her slushy crotch, his mouth and tongue finding the swollen clit. When her body arched forward with the sudden sensation, he spoke again."They've never touched you?" He wasn't going to let it go."One. You wouldn't love me if I was fat?" she demanded.Brad looked at her, wondering why this was such an issue. Ashley hadn't been a fat little girl and none of the pictures of her in her photo albums showed the slightest problem with obesity in her family at all. Even so, he chose his words carefully."If you... someday in an unimaginable future... if you lose enough respect for yourself that you get that sloppy fat... so bad you have to waddle from room to room, maybe... then yes, I will probably.