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We kissed for a while.Then I shifted to her cheeks then to her neck. I kissed each and every place on her face, neck ears…. Everywhere. She was also...kissing me all over. I bit a little on her ears and neck.Now she started moaning. My hand started moving to south. Gently pressing, massaging & folding her soft breasts, while continuously kissing her lips & neck. To my surprise she was not wearing bra.I could feel her erect nipples. I pinched them hard. She was on fire by then. She pushed me back. ”“Cool. Let me know if you need anything for Monday.”“That’s all up to Doctor Washington. I’m just the facilitator.”“What do you think the chances are this stays under wraps?”“What do you think? You know the situation, and you have your theory about keeping things secret.”I nodded, “I do.”We went to join the rest of the men for breakfast, but I didn’t talk much because I was thinking about how best to deal with the inevitable leaks that were most likely going to come from Al’s enemies on the. More

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