I tried to focus on the loving way we all found our soulmates, as to some of the emotional and trying times we’ve had.Thanks to using the mental ‘...gift’, what would have taken days to tell her only took about 10 minutes. By the time I finished, Joni and I had developed a very deep bond.She had me guide her in showing me her and her ‘foursome’s’ story. I told her how she and Rex were much like my dad and Aunt Iris. The difference being Dad and Aunt Iris WERE brother and sister. When I confided. Leaning backwards and biting the pen she has in her hand. I put my hands in my pockets and stare at the floor."You naughty boy", she says. "You're not doing your job. Just running around with your dick all hard and wanking off all day. I should fire you on the spot, you filthy wanker"."But, I haven't" I replied. "Just got carried away since its been so long since the last time, almost a week". Which was a really long time for me to not cum."Still that is not acceptable around here and you. You need to shoot them down, to keep them in their little place, as weak inferior men. They know that we are the ones who can get things done for them, or lose a file so they get screwed. We have the power. We're in control. We just let them prance about like little dogs, tryingto please us, hoping for a favor." Wow! I never realized all that. No wonder I'd seen so many aloof receptionists, filing their nails, acting like they could care less if I had to wait in line an hour. "Oh yeah," added. Uski nipple mujhe pasand thi.Goal boob ke yo kya kahne.Reena-aaahhh mere raja . .Aaahhh bada tagda kr rakha hai tool . Bada maza aaaa raha haiii . .Mere rajaaa rani ko jee bhar ke pyar kr . .Aaaah boob chuso yaaarrr .Wo ab sidhi let gai.Main uske boob ko chus raha tha.Usko gudgudi hui to wo hansne lgi.Raj-sweety . .Boob to mast hain . Aaaaahh . .Reena-aaaaahhhh chuso yaaarrr sab kuchhh chuso . .Aaaah yaaaarrr . Aaaaahhh shot mar na please . Aaaaahhh ab raha nahin ha raha janu ..