My thoughts were simple and greedy, “Give me passion.” He sat in a chair near mine, and slid even closer. He reached a hand out wrapping it aroun...d my throat. There was an instant flood of need. Duncan demanded I acknowledge my desire for him, “I need this.” I said without hesitation. His mouth crashed into mine and his tongue demanded entrance. His hand at my throat never hurt, but called to a place deep in me. My body responded with heat, and moisture pooling in my core. When his hand. It was so pleasant and relaxing, like a massage. She seemed to enjoy it too, and kept teasing him by "accidentally" brushing up against him with her tits. It grew more and more frequent until she abandoned all pretense and started using her chest to rub the soap in."Now that's a new one to me," he commented."What?" Just that we're getting clean by getting dirty."Kari laughed. "Or are we getting dirty by getting clean?" Either way works for me."Unfortunately, they had to cut their horseplay. .."But you can't do that uhh no I'll file for um harassment" she says turned red flustered and scared now. "Really you dumb slut, you want to risk that?" She looks down dejected and shakes her head. "Good girl" he pushes her roughly down, bending her over against his desk. He hikes up her dress revealing her sexy tight ass in lace black thong. He rips them off and starts spanking her ass hard ONE, TWO, THREE.....TEN. As her cheeks are burning red, and she is crying against the desk. He pushes. ." Cindy struggled for the words that expressed the depth of her disappointment. "You have no idea how hurt daddy was - it just killed him what you did. How could to hurt someone you said you loved?" I know, I bet you want to slap some sense into me. Shake me and ask "What the hell were you thinking? Makes you wonder if I'm just crazy?" Dorothy Barlow wiped a tear from her cheek. "God, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't ask myself that very question. I really messed up big time didn't.