Walking up the stairs he passed by the nursery, it was done in neutral purples that would work for either a boy or a girl. Sasha and he had decided to... let the sex be a surprise, he knew now from the autopsy, that the child who should have lived and grown in this room was a girl. She would have been Sarah Nicole Dane, she would have been loved beyond reason, spoiled beyond belief and had a wonderful life. Wiping away fresh tears Michael closed the door to the nursery and turned to his and. She moans a deep throaty sound. It did not sound as if she minded what i did so i did it again. Letting my tongue linger on her clitoris she moans again. I sucked on it and licked harder across it. She wiggled her ass and let out a little gasp of air. At this point i lost my head and pulled her cunt wide open and rammed my tongue as deep as it would go into her juicy cunt. This is when she grabbed my head between her hands and pulled my mouth tight to her pussy. I could hardly breath but i did. "And that lamp's hot. He must be really sweating."He certainly was. The sweat was running down the slave's face inside his hood. He comforted himself with the knowledge that it wasn't one of the worse assignments that he could have as part of the hotel fixtures. Plus, he knew that if he managed to do a good job for a year or two, there was a chance that he would get an easier job in one of the other sponsored staff roles. All he had to do was to keep his mind on keeping still and not thinking. It quickly escalated to him reaching into my bra and playing with my nipples as I typed, reaching up under my skirt and fingering my pussy as I filed reports away, and then me sucking his cock during a meeting with his vice-presidents. I was hiding under his big oak desk where no one could see me but I was still scared to death.Then he told me to stop wearing panties to the office. That was then followed by me not wearing a bra to the office either. Then he insisted that my skirts got shorter.