He obviously knew something about me, but what I didn't know. So I smiled pleasantly, emptied a chair of papers so I could sit down, and crossed my le...gs. Sometimes that helps."All I am interested in is getting another assignment. Someplace warm would be nice."The harried man shuffled wildly through the mass of papers littering his desk. He tugged one out."This need looking into," he mumbled. Looking over the top of his glasses he asked "Have you ever been to Brazil?" Its been a while, but yes I. She heard heavy footsteps behind her, footsteps that didn't sound like they belonged to a woman, and her heart started to race in her chest. She turned around to see a chubby, greasy man with glasses who had pedofile written all over him. He just looked like the creepy kind of person who you wouldn't want to leave your kids with, or find walking behind you in an alley in the middle of the night. "This is the lady's washroom" she said bravely, trying to hide any fear in her voice. "What brings a. Then her face fell. "But how can I pay you in the time I'm here?" By getting used to your baby, by tidying up after me," I said that only half joking. More seriously, and watching her reaction closely I added, "I would like you to stay as long as you feel comfortable. You'll have your own room, of course." God, how was I steering clear of the romantic angle that welled inside me?"But... but... I can't impose on you, like this." Maybe I need the company. You'll stay? No strings."Her blue eyes. Our balls touched and we looked at each other with a mutual smile. We knew what to do. I reared my hand back and slapped God’s juicy ass, signaling the start of her brutal double penetration. Her back curved in a violent spasm and her quivering mouth let out a pathetic cry. I gripped one cheek and spread her gaping while I spanked her mercilessly with the other hand. Caitlyn jerked God off while we began to drive into her simultaneously, our rhythm dictated by the cadence of my slaps..