Es gibt eine offene Stelle in unserer Postabteilung und ich versuche, die Fäden zu ziehen, damit sie dort angestellt wird. Dort zahlt nicht man mehr ...so ​​viel wie früher, aber es ist immer noch ein gutes Geld.Mein unmittelbarer Vorgesetzter ist Mr. Beal. Er verlangt von allen in seiner Sektion, ihn so zu nennen. Er ist ein großer schwarzer Mann von etwa 35 Jahren. Als er mich vor fünf Jahren interviewte, sagte er: "Sie werden mich Mister Beal nennen und nur Mister Beal."Seitdem bin ich davon. Besides, I was lost in my own horny thoughts and was busy moaning and groaning as I worked my cock. Susie was not shy at all and she decided to ask. Victor, what was that you were doing? Bobby piped in and wanted to know why I was groaning so much he thought I was in pain or something. So, I thought well, I might as well be honest. So, I confessed to her that I thought she was a beautiful girl and after she had gone inside earlier, I also went inside and started to pleasure myself as I thought. It wasn’t a room she could dig or eat her way out of easily. She then felt a vibration and knew the motors had started. The boat swayed and felt as if it was twisting.Stix trembled and spread her six legs wider for balance. That weird sick feeling was once again worrying her and her vision seemed to swim.Stix fixed her top eyes on the ceiling and her main eyes on the door. That seemed to help with the vertigo but her stomachs still didn’t like the rocking motion.She suddenly felt very thirsty.. I warned her to which she increased her pressure and speed and in a minute I was cumming in her mouth. Not just a little either I came almost as much as I had when I filled her cunt and she started to choke a little as I finished. She smiled at me as she stood up with her lips slightly parted I could see my load of white cream on her tongue before she closed her mouth and swallowed. She opened her mouth to kiss me and though I could faintly taste my cum on her tongue clearly she had ingested it.