..Her family had been responsible for the ruination of my ancestors; their actions were calculated and callous. They enjoyed the game that wound up de...troying them.Their eldest daughter, Lisa was beautiful, she was the epitome of a society girl, she grew up with every advantage and the best schooling money could buy. She was getting married in just two weeks, and through my own devices, I had been employed as the head chef of the exclusive catering house, Dolcett Catering.The affair was to be. A sea of thick hair was parted by two wrinkled folds. I don’t know if she removed her panties while I was waiting in her office or if she always walked abound in just stockings and a garter belt, but the site of her naked twat inches from my face made me pause. She pulled harder with her thigh, digging the heel into me like a cowboy digging in spurs. Her right hand grabbed at my hair, pulling my head back as she pushed my mouth towards her swelling labia. She was. Furniture scraping, something smashing. Another scream. The bedroom door opened but was quickly slammed shut. Gagging. Another slap. A deep, painful cry. Gagging.?Suck me harder!? bellowed Fleming. Yet another slap. Maybe a punch. A whimpering cry from Monica. More gagging sounds, choking, struggling. It seemed to last forever. The rhythmic gagging went on and on, and he heard the occasional lustful grunt from Fleming. Simmonds continued to stroke his hard erection, imagining his wife. I stood naked within just a couple feet of them and shoved my fingers back into my pussy again. I wasn't sure how long my fingers were, but I was positive that every single millimeter of them was up in there.I leaned forward as I felt like my entire circulatory system shut down. "Shit," I mumbled, letting my juice out quietly, but rapidly."Kaylee?" Sage questioned, jerking away somewhat. "What are you doing in here?" she inquired, looking at me.I instantly brought my hands to my face and.