Stretching out on the bed, I called out to Stan “Baby come back here, I want to show you something.” I could here him coming down the hall and as ...e reached the doorway, I rolled over on my back, letting my robe fall open. “Why don’t you get out of those clothes and get comfy baby.” I cooed at him. I could tell he was excited as he quickly began to strip. Sliding my hand down into my panties, I caressed my pussy as he stared between my legs. I had to giggle little as he almost fell over taking. Then he got faster and groaned in my mouth, I loved that. He gripped my thighs tighter and his pelvis touched my clit every time he got all the way in. And I was I kissing him harder then he let go of my first thigh, then the other and pulled out. He told me to lean on the table by the door and I did. He grabbed my hips and entered from behind and reached forward and rubbed my clit while still fucking me. We stayed this way for about five minutes, hed occasionally kiss my back and change up. I had gotten into the inner circle thanks to my friendship with Arthur Markus—I had sent a few women his way and he felt obliged to promote me. I now had access to the company jet, the special executive company account, and the company assassin if I so required. I’m still not sure if that last thing was just a joke the other guys in the office were playing on me. It was the definition of the Old Boy’s Club—brandy, cigars, and the dirtiest and most racist jokes you can imagine. The only thing I. She always loved that feeling.Becky released her embrace and soaped her hands again. She washed her mother’s legs, though there was little cum on them. She was just being thorough. She turned her mother around facing her. She soaped her hands again and started to clean her chest. They had deposited a lot of cum on her chest and tits. Though her front was under the water, the cum still stuck to her. Becky had to rub it off of her. Becky’s hands wandered over her mother’s chest and.