Karen chuckled to herself.She scanned the crowd some more and noticed one of the faces had a red devil symbol above it. She focused in and saw it was ... boy around her age. The icon was his membership in KinkCircus. KinkCircus was a closed social media system, so only members saw each other. There were lots of them, and many were built around bringing people together for quick hookups, but Karen eschewed most of them. KinkCircus was an exception. What turned Karen on most of all was being. It hurts more than I could have known. But please don't take this any further." You - did - this! Say it! I want to hear you say it, God damn it!"Stephan sat expressionless beside her. His hand moved gently along her thigh, stroking her with the tips of his broad fingers. Little by little, he pushed the hem of the dress as high as it would go, exposing a narrow expanse of bare thigh just visible beyond the edge of the table. She spread her legs an extra inch and waited for my answer. If it. “Are you going to cum?” Kacey asked, clutching my hair as she whisperedinto my ear. “Yes,” I groaned though gritted teeth as I drove my dick to previouslyunreached depths as Sonja squealed with delight. “I’m going to cum inher ass.”A few seconds later and my ass contracted around Kacey’s finger as Ispilled a copious load of hot semen into her friend’s willing asshole. Sonya purred with blissful delight as she felt my slippery juicescoating the inside of her anus, my thrusting cock growing wet. 'What about others, couldn't they do better?''Possibly, but I only know our senior managers by reputation, other than Stephen Kenny of course. I don't think any have your drive and know none have your ruthlessness.''Okay! Thank you ... I think! One last question on this. What about you? Thinking of me as you do, weren't you worried about your own position?''Not really. Your father asked me to think like a consultancy and my own position never entered the equation. Plus, I'm already on the.