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I sip, then casually, though graciously, dismiss Simon. Once alone, Nikki takes her flute into my suite. With her other hand, she selects a non-descript black box from the gift bag that has no logo stamped on it to identify where it’s come from. The sex club. She passes it to me, takes a deeper drink, then sets aside the glass to start stripping down. I settle into a chair alongside the fireplace, but her purpose is to make a production of her tease-show. And I’m enrapt. When she’s down to her red-satin-and-black-lace bra, a matching thong and high heels only, it’s not just fiery adrenaline pumping through me. My blood turns to magma. My nerve endings snap like livewires.

Justin points at her with his thumb, he reveals, “Nikki was the one who got the CCTV footage for us, of the time during which Melonie Myers recorded our video outside the pantry, and of the time during which she took your photo at Los Alimentos.” “So…” I switch my glance between them both, “Nikki is not just an ordinary IT staff, is she?” “Shh.” Nikki puts her index finger up next to her lips, she whispers secretively, “We don’t say illegal things out loud.” “O-okay…” Whoa, this is exciting. This is my first time knowing a friend with illegal skills.

"Be kinder, Linda. It could get frustrating, but everyone has dreams, therefore it should count. I never wanted to be here, bound, and certainly not in a man's arm either.” "I'm grateful," Nikki yells as if she has been anticipating that defense for a long time. “I did, however, find my fantasy field.” I declare. “Really?” Nikki's expression is improving, and she appears intrigued. “Yeah. My sex drive appears so strong that it frightens me.” I continue. “You must have some crazy fantasies, right? Inform me about it.” Within minutes, Nikki's attitude shifts. "You are scarier than anything," I was unable to conceal my thoughts. "I thought you were supposed to play this traditional and prudish

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she wailed. My strokes were becoming sloppier. I was almost there. “Nope. Not good enough. Try again,” I panted. “Please, please, please give me your cum, Mr. Baker.” “Why?” “Because I’m your slutty nanny.” “That’s right. Remember that.” I pulled out and flipped her onto her back and climbed to my feet. I folded her until her ass and pussy were in the air and dropped my dick in her pussy. Kierra’s head snapped back and forth from the overwhelming sensation of the new angle.