"You'll love it."Her soft cheek rubbed against DaBigBoom's."Especially when I triple it," she whispered in his ear.Her hands slipped down his back and...she pulled their bodies together in a close embrace. Her wings tugged against his back like soft latex. He felt the soft press of her boobs against his chest. The erect points of her nipples caught on the fabric of his T-shirt."You're different," Fifi whispered in his ear. "There's a reality about you the others don't have."The spicy musk of her. All I had to show for my six months of work was a huge dent in my bank balance and the Herman Miller Aeron chair I nicked from the CFO's office.It wasn't just my bank balance that was being depleted, it was my energy. I had worked 350 hours in the last four weeks trying to get a product ready for launch that nobody would ever use. In valley lingo, such projects are known as a death march.Lisa understood the reason for her missed breakfast and my foul mood the minute I wheeled the chair into the. The overwhelming pleasure of feeling his hands running trails over her body making her shiver. His lips following where his hands were, the kisses leaving her body feeling like it was on fire. She arched her hips against his, the ache between her legs begging for attention. A warm wet mouth closes around her breast, making her gasp with pleasure. Her hands sliding into his hair, drawing him closer to her. At the same time she feels a finger slip into her tight wetness. Her senses overwhelmed,. My imagination gave him the face of my ex-boyfriend and that’s still a little too tender. Next image. My friend Amy, teasing my clit with her nose and looking up at me with mischievous eyes, her tongue poised at the entrance to my pussy. Shit! No! I can’t imagine Amy! How will I look her in the eye, again? My fingertip continues circling, slowly. Around and around my sensitive clit, my body shuddering in response. I moan again and give up trying to form any images and simply submit to the.