What a great job she did repairing and redecorating after those bastards trashed the place. At the same time, it seems sad that it’s almost like it ...was never Dag’s office. But, as long as we can keep from trying to date the same guy, Cinnamon and I will get along just fine. And I can afford to hire her. That’s what really amazes me.We tried to eat lunch, but neither of us was all that hungry, so we dropped Maizie back at my apartment and went to the funeral home out in Kirkland. Why is it that. Her reactions looking at my dick have been growing more intense day by day.As time went by I’ve started roaming in front of her with no Jockey under, & a tent which used to be clearly visible over my Trunks, although she might have felt uncomfortable many times looking at my erection but I saw her gasping for breath after she looks at it.One day when my roommate went to the office, with all my guts I thought of taking a leap forward, as usual I came too close to her with no Jockey under, &. Then she ran her forefinger lightly around the head of Jack's penis, exploring the sensitive tip. The touch of her finger sent a thrill through Jack and his cock tightened and bobbed up in reflex to the girl's touch.After exploring Jack's penis for a moment the girl wrapped her hand lightly around the shaft and began to slowly stroke it. The feel of her cool, soft palm as she stroked his cock felt wonderful to Jack as he stood there. He stood silently letting the girl do whatever she wanted and. “Get up, please.”I did as I was told, looking up at one of the tall dark men with god-like muscular statures, who had fucked me so relentlessly that first night with Cyrus. This evening, however, he was wearing a dark, sleek suit.“Please face the window, put your hands out, and spread your legs.”I stumbled, still a bit unsteady, toward the huge picture window, and did as Cyrus’s security man asked. I was looking out on the city as I felt my feet being placed against something hard, and then my.