‭ ‬The coffee wasn't as good as what I made, ‭ ‬but it wasn't bad either.I looked at the calendar program on my computer only because the icon... was flashing.‭ ‬I found the reminder about an appointment with my bookkeeper.‭ ‬I had a standing‭ ‬10‭ ‬AM meeting with her on the last working day of every month.‭ ‬I carried my checkbook in, ‭ ‬and she told me how broke I was.Actually my finances were not too bad.‭ ‬Ed didn't charge me any rent because of the thing with his son.‭ ‬I had the rent on the. By now, Billy’s hairy mouth had also encased her right ear and his tongue was exploring every contour of her earhole. Isabella was also aware that something very large, and hard, was grinding into her back.Withdrawing his right hand from her portal, Billy lifted his hand to his nostrils. After a good sniff and lick of his middle finger, he said, “Jesus, baby, there is nothing like the smell, and taste, of a fresh cunt.”In an instant, Isabella felt her dress being pulled up over her head. Next,. I’d put my money on a little over 100 litres, maybe 120, considering we have still 6 hours to go, and all the vacuum milking machines are busy and the volunteer girls are working shifts to help the donors to drain those testies bone dry.”“That’s going to be interesting. From what I can make out Annie is just 5 litres away to break Fatima Fahimis record from last year. Do you think people will start a referendum to get Annie into a public office?”“Yes Harry, I’m pretty sure of that. I have been. While his skin was a bronzing olive her's was as creamy as milk. She wondered if he preferred women of color. Did he like brown eyes over green? Maybe blonde over her deep red wavy mane?She would never know. Cupping her heavy breasts she imagined it was his hands. Smoothing one hand down her side she imagined it was one of his. Leela fantasized her thumb was his as she flicked it over a pink nipple. But she couldn't imagine him finding her sexually appealing and dropped her hands to her sides.