She always wore these spandex tights because I guess she worked out a lot. Mmmm…she looked like she would be fun. One day I came to the gym to play...racquetball and I didn’t see her at the office. I didn’t think anything of it and went to the court. On my way I saw her working out , doing bent over rows and damn… her body wasn’t just tight, it was sculpted. I could feel my dick struggling to bust out my pants. There wasn’t anyone else there. She smiled when she saw me and …I don’t know what. Bill forced himself back in, my bunched sheath sucked into my anal vacuum, reforming internally about the mold of his raping organ. He stretched my insides wide open, his tip throbbing in my abdomen, his heat radiating through the vile reaches of my sex. In and out, in and out; his drives were long and methodical, relishing every inch of me that clung to him, willing him back inside with the suction of wet flesh. I thought I might burst from the inside, I thought he might tear through my colon. "Meanwhile, a different kind of meeting was taking place in San Francisco's Chinatown. A lavish, multicourse dinner was being served in the private dining room of the best restaurant in Chinatown. The dinner was attended by some of the most powerful Chinese criminals in the city, and they were there to discuss recent events in Sacramento.FIRST SPEAKER: "Our organization has lost considerable face as a result of the failures in Sacramento. This has had repercussions, locally."SECOND SPEAKER:. I had caught his furtive glances many times when she was over, but that I could forgive. Scott was a sexual man and I'm not bad looking myself, and sure appreciated the way he was always eyeballing me when we first met and then courted. So I couldn't pretend he wouldn't notice and appreciate her very foxy good looks and her youthful sexual energy. That doesn't mean I expected him to fuck her. And I trusted her; she'd been babysitting for Sarah for years and I never suspected she'd someday.