As she watched her fingers slowly parting her wet entrance she said, “Oh baby girl. This is going to make me cum as well. Would you like me to cum w...ith you Karen?” “Oh fuck yes aunty Sarah. I’d love it if we both came at the same fucking time. Oh no, I’m sorry aunty Sarah for using that word. I didn’t mean to say it.”Sarah smiled at her with lust in her eyes and said, “Why say sorry when that’s what you really mean. I’m going to fuck your beautiful horny young cunt and make you cum so fucking. I was in the doghouse with HR for being the visible reason for a couple of major policy changes, the first being the stuff they had to put together to suffer Mona's presence on-site under my supervision, and the second being the whole sexual harassment waiver thing. HR made Mona and I sign some forms that made it clear that the company didn't owe her anything -- they weren't obligated to pay her or anything, they merely allowed her to be there -- and I was responsible for her. She had to sign a. It took a great deal of control for girls like me to whimper all night in fear and pain like a pure, innocent schoolgirl, rather than moan like a slut. It was only a ten minute drive from where we met to Mr. Facelli’s beachhouse, nine and a half of which he kept me held down hard to his cock, instructing me as if I didn’t know what to do, to kiss it, lick it, and take it all the way down my throat. As if it weren’t forceful enough while he was driving, when he parked his Porche in his garage. The only exception was when he gave me a good spanking although he assured me it was entirely to bring the blood to the surface of my skin in order to get all my life cells active and working like busy little bees making me tingle in a way that was terribly close to an actual orgasm.I had known Vito all my life and was quite comfortable with him like an old pair of shoes one simply hates to throw away because they feel so nice on one’s feet. My girlfriend Veronica had told me in no uncertain.