Jared answered as her babble was strangled by orgasmic convulsions. "Cum on my dick, babe. You've done it now, little fuck-bunny. I'm going to have to... stuff your hole all night now."Stacy was almost crying from the intensity of the hot pleasure washing across her body. "Oh god, honey, do it. Do me. My pussy needs your cock so bad."She was coming down off her most recent high. Jared swept her shirt off over her head. His hands which had been lovingly caressing her tits now closed in on a firm. "I established a new account for her and then added it to the rest of Jack's email accounts in Thunderbird. I set it up to check for new mail every ten minutes, like Jack's.Myra sent out the rest of the emails under her name. For now I had her make folders for all of them in the Local Folders section of Jack's program. I'd have to figure out a way of transferring folders from her computer to his when she started using her computer again.When they were all sent, I said, "Did Jack tell you to add. .." Please?" Please, may I cum, Sir?" Not quite yet." With that, I change your position again, turn you over my lap, your pretty ass perfectly aligned. I glide my hand over your soft buttocks, part your legs, stroke your inner thighs. I know if I touch your pussy now, you'll go off like the Fourth of July, so instead I caress your back and your ass, slow, lazy swirls of my palms and fingers over your heated flesh.You know what's coming, yet it catches you by surprise. My hand is suddenly just. They werestatus symbols among the senior staff, and he hoped to get a couple whenhe moved into Milt's office. He tried not to notice that Nick stayedwhere he was, perched like a hawk on the edge of Vernon's desk."It was a tough choice," Vernon continued. "Jeff, you're a goodanalyst. Most of the key people in this town know you and they alltrust your work. Nick, you're new in town and fairly young, but there'sno denying the level of your work. Or your luck. Either way, it wastough."Jeff.