She was biting her lip to keep from screaming as he stretched her wide and made her body twitch with delight. His hips were slamming against her as he...sank between her wet folds, he groaned as her hot, wet pussy gripped onto his hard meat. She felt his hand caressing a cheek of her arse before it came crashing down to spank her firm flesh. Darla let out a yelp as a mixture of pain and pleasure shot through her like a spark. ‘’Mmmmmmm yes!’’ She moaned ‘’Spank me harder…SPANK MY ARSE!!’’ His. “Okay, let’s go.” She picked up her purse and they headed for the parking structure.She drove to the hotel and Darren retrieved the two cases and a cardboard box from the establishment’s secure storage. She released the trunk latch and he dropped the items into her trunk.Marcia drove to an office building. They approached a receptionist who led them into Jim Young’s private office. A medium-built white-haired man in white shirt and tie greeted them.“Marcia, Darren, good to see you,” he said.. Lowering your head to my left breast you took the nipple between your teeth and gave it a little tug, making me gasp from excitement. Taking the tip of your tongue you swirled it around, dark crest of my breast, avoiding my nipple. You were driving me crazy, I wanted to feel your hot mouth around my nipple, but you took your sweet time exploring my breast. Then with out warning you dived in with your mouth and began to suck on my hard aching nipple with such intensity it almost shocked me. I. She had never done that. More than one man. A woman. Ohhhhh what was happening.She swung her legs to the floor, and better control returned. She vaguely felt her body's surging happiness. In spite of a couple of fresh bruises. Fulfilled as never before. She shook her head. Sorry John. But there it is. Was it forbidden fruit? Release of the ugly, repressed side of her soul? It had felt too good to resist. Would talking to him help?She staggered downstairs, filling a large glass with orange.