. . Japanese sex If so, how the heck had I done it? Now’s my chance. I just wish I had some way of contacting Angela. Then again, for some reason her holier-than-thou attitude gets under my skin. Lisa’s ass is in the air, her pink pussy lips pointed at me, (When did she take off her pants?), and I figure that’s as good a spot as any to store my penis. Despite the delays in getting to my office, I find I’m the first one there, though Thomas Johnson arrives only a couple minutes after me. Standing up, I back away from her, and sit down on the largest chair in the room. I need to figure out a way to turn my new abilities off, before something happens that I’ll regret. Dropping down behind her, I say, “My slave deserves a reward for being obedient.” Licking her from slit to asshole, I make her moan
