Helena seemed frozen in place from the sensations she had recently been put through, so Jase simply picked her up and carried her to the bed; she was ...bviously in no condition to appreciate the features of the recliner in her present state.Jase put her on the bed and prepared for the deflowering by putting a towel over a pillow and slipping that under her hips. He wanted to raise her hips a little to give himself a better angle to her vagina in case she had trouble cooperating. Of course, he. ”“You take the bed and the couch is for me.” He told her. Now her stubborn side came out fully. “No, it’s your room and you have to get up for work early. You take the bed.” She replied. He started to protest but she went into what he called full pain in the ass mode. “Either you take the bed or I’ll sleep in my car.” She proclaimed. “Fine” he resigned.“you are such a fucking pain in the ass, you know that?” he told her. “I know, but you still put up with me” was her response. And she was. His tuxedo jacket hung neatly on a caddy alongside his desk, his polished black shoes next to the jacket. The shirt collar was open, the bow tie hanging loosely from the collar. His shiny black silk covered feet were on his desk. Also on the desk was a wooden thingy that announced him as Director of Client Relations, matching the embossed sign screwed into the other side of the oak door.I sat near the doorway, in the supplicant's chair, listening to the last of his phone call. "OK, Mr. Foster,. .Jess couldn’t help herself and her moans got louder and louder, the ice cube was long gone butshe was dripping from her spread cunt, a mixture of melted ice and her own creamy cum, Godthe smell was so strong, her own musk filled the room and she was aching to slide her ownfinger inside and then taste the slick cum that would coat her finger, mmmmmnn, who was shek**ding, it would be as many fingers as she could push up inside her hole, fuck me she thoughtI’m so fucking wet my whole hand would.