”“Can’t they put the cabinets higher so you don’t have to bend down?”There was a pause, and then the sound of walking. A little person came ...around the corner of the high desk, with a big grin on her face.“If they put the cabinets higher, I’ll need a stepladder.”They stood, smiling at each other. And then a flush crossed both of their faces. They knew each other instantly.They stood there staring at each other, neither knowing what to say. The spell was suddenly broken by Dr. Bruce walking into. I could see the immediate effect of her turning and grinding her body on the bed, while letting out groans and moans revealing her arousal and pent up sexual needs. She had perhaps not been fucked since she left her husband.She began letting out loud moans as she bit my nipples and scratched by back with her nails. I kept finger fucking her and watched her ecstatic movements on the bed. Her beautiful eyes were closed as if intent in enjoying each movement of my fingers inside her vulva with her. “Hurry up,” she sputtered. “Why are you teasing me?”“Foreplay,” he suggested.“I don’t need foreplay, I need your dick in my cunt,” she spouted.“You really are a vulgar girl,” he scolded her.“That’s right,” she agreed. “I was an innocent little girl until you decided to find out what would happen when you stuck your dick in me. Are all men like that? Do they just look at every woman and ask themselves if their dick would fit in their cunt?”Ashton nodded. “Even if a man has no interest in a. She hid her face in the crease of her elbow, the trail of silvery tears ending just above her perfect lips. Blinking her thick, black lashes against the accumulating tears, she stifled a tiny groan. Her leg extended towards the floor, each tiny, pink toe pointed into a ballerina’s arch. Her blue-black wavy hair fell around her shoulders and along her spine. A cat’s meow interrupted her thoughts. She sat up straighter, her fingers brushing the tears out her deep violet eyes. Wiping the evidence.