What's Debbie's strategy?
Debbie goes for her usual
Well... I was thinking that... I could, y'know, wave goodbye like last week? With my mouth, remember?
It's funny to even hear her ask me that, as if there was any chance in hell I'd ever forget the day I had 4 teens sucking my cock in my office. Hah!
Debbie, are you suggesting I could possibly forget your lips around my cock? Or your mouth filled with white cum? You even swallowed it in front of your school mates... So YEAH I remember that just fine, thank you. - I reply chuckling.
Now that would certainly be a very fine goodbye to get... the only problem is that all three of you need an equal chance. If i let you... Use your mouth again, Tamara... Well, she won't get the same chance, are you following?
In fact that's exactly the rules by which Erica had to abide just now. Everyone on the same ground. The food news is that's the only time, though. So anything is fair game as long as it doesn't involve me spurting some more protein in your mouth. Is that clear?
Yeah... okay. - Debbie agrees albeit with a pout. - That... Makes things trickier.
I know. You're gonna have to get creative, I suppose. You have... 25 minutes left though, keep that in mind.
By now my cock has softened again. My bathroom stinks of piss. - But that's a problem for the night cleaner. - I think to myself wondering what she'll think of the mess. And of me! - Fuck it, if she only knew the kind of fun I've been having in here heheh
I'll be sending fine emails, let me know when you come up with something, yeah? - With that I sit behind my desk and open up my laptop. The minutes tick, I see Debbie looking around, apparently anxiously hoping inspiration will come out of thin air.
10 minutes left behind you gotta leave for ballet - I warn her gently. I was sure she'd panic right then, but instead she's got that eureka expression.
Mr. Archer, have you ever watched ballet?
Ballet? Like, live? Nah, not really.
Right, so you've never seen a ballerina up close either, right?
I have not...
Hmm... So maybe... A nice goodbye is actually preparing to say goodbye... - She mumbles.
I think you've lost me, Debbie.
Come here. - She grabs my hand and spins my chair away from my desk to face her. See the reason why I need to leave in 10 is because it takes at least 30 minutes just getting ready.
Oh-kay...?
Which means... That is I get ready here, I can stay longer and arrive already prepared.
Right...
Which means...
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