I didnt really understood what just happened.. Coming back to sensed I started to find more information about her. She was a divorcee and had a 2 year... old daughter.. Soon I started looking for her.. After few days we both again met in the lift.. This time while leaving she directly placed her hands on my dick and asked me” How are you? Did the show helped you?” I was again stunned..She took a pen and wrote down her phone no. on my hand and said” Need some help? Text me”.. I was on cloud nine... If there was a benefit to it—clear and evident—then who the hell cared. Life was easier that way. If Ehma wanted him, that was Ehma’s business. Just like whatever happened in Gina’s head was Gina’s. I’ll just take a few liberties, she thought between breaths, her hands already finding a way to occupy themselves. Some witches were size-queens. Some preferred a Chosen who was so effeminate, they might as well have not been called men anyway. For her, stamina was probably more important. Even that. Those two words, though, had numbed him to the bone."Wh-wh-where am I being sent?" Calix wanted to keep quiet; to give the Officer in front of him absolutely nothing. The question was out of his mouth before he could stop it, however."Sent?" McTavish's eyebrows rose. "You're not being sent anywhere, Cal. You don't mind if I call you Cal, do you?" McTavish continued on as Calix had agreed. "You were damaged by your little jaunt through our interdiction field. I must admit, watching you taking. As the straps fell loosely, she teased me by holding the bra cups in her hands slowly giving me peeks of the tops and sides of her bare boobies. I gasped when she finally dropped the bra. Stiff pink nipples crowned her perfect handful tits. She cupped her boobs before sliding her hands over her flat abdomen to the top of her panty. I felt myself getting close as she inched her panty down revealing the sparse curls of blond hair above her slit. Then she turned around, bent over at the waist and.