Another surprise for her. Maybe they’ll have chocolate. I could use some chocolate. ‘What is it?’ He wagged a finger at her, ‘Nope. That ruin... the surprise.’ Leslie sighed, defeated. ‘Alright what now?’ ‘We’re going to delve into you, like we’ve already started. The dream, sorry nightmare, you had is a sign of the choice you need to make. I hope you just make the right one.’ ‘So do I.’ ‘I think we’re set for today, is there anything else you want to discuss?’ ‘No.’ Leslie paused as she. The elevator started moving, and Lauren moved on her husband. She pinned him against the elevator wall and kissed him hard as she ground her hips into his. She felt his pole bumping against her—it wouldn’t be long.Satisfaction guaranteedThe elevator door opened, and she grabbed his hand and ran for her office. Inside, she threw things off her desktop. Her wireless keyboard fell to the floor, and a framed photo of themselves with their kids fell and broke.Lauren threw her jeans down with her. Weasel and Hollywood moved Dee into the master bedroomand laid her on the stripped bed. Weasel took over andimmediately went to work on Dee with three fingers deepin her pussy as he rammed and twisted them into hersloppy cunt. Dee responded instantly as she moanedsoftly and moved her hips against his fingers. Weasel nolonger needed to seduce her. She was now on an Ecstasy-hormone induced sexual high, and eager for the nextround of mind bending orgasms. Sweets walked into the bedroom with. "Hi, Cliff," came his wife's voice from the darkness. "Close the door."His eyebrows rose. As the door clicked shut behind him, a light snapped on next to the bed.Clair was stretched out before him in a white nightgown sheer enough to let him see that she had nothing on underneath. He drank in her slim, shapely brown body -- the breasts, still firm for a woman her age, the taut belly, the long, slender legs."Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho," Cliff burbled as he approached her, stripping off his own clothes..