Abigail spun, following the scent. Her heart beat faster as she crept through the parking garage. The female scent grew stronger as she moved towards ...the elevators. Abigail moved like a hunter. Stealth, cunning, patience. She wove through the bullet-ridden cars, peering through splintered windows or around fenders, trying to find the source.Black hair. Dark business suit. Nylon-clad thighs. A woman stood before the elevator. Professionally dressed. One of the office workers? No. Any normal. .I didn't know what to think. My cock told me what to think. It was standing up hard. Linda saw that and smiled.I stammered, "Well...uh...well...how long has it been over Baby?" She looked at me and said, "It's not over. Do you remember when Gary came to visit last year?" I nodded my head. "We fucked every time you were gone to work. We fucked all day long. The day before he had to go home we fucked in this bed." She sat there waiting for me to hate her. I was shocked, but very. I'd lay there rubbing my own cum onto my chest and over my nipples dreaming about it being about a bunch of older, sexy guys semen.When Saturday arrived, I was so nervous, I didn't know what to expect. I almost turned and left but my lust and desires forced me on. Some guy I had never seen before opened the door and smiled, I realized they all knew why I was there. I saw Jose and he introduced some of the guys and then said for me to go in his room. What happened next is a bit of a blur.i. In turn, real-life sexual activity became less and less attractive for our citizens. This is an eminent threat to reproduction and it is our duty as politicians to find solutions for that problem and maintain a sexually active and healthy society! Therefore, dear colleagues, I urge you to come up with ideas that help to overcome this dilemma!"It was the first day after the summer break when 38 year old Mariah Miller unlocked the doors to the principals office at her school somewhere in southern.