He stood and crossed my legs around him, lifting my limp and shivering body, then kissed me. I could taste what would probably be my own flavour mixed...with his saliva and that sweet scent. Then, slowly, he directed something hard and pulsating to my tiny virgin entrance. With my eyes fixed in his confident glare I felt myself spreading for him. First a stinging pain that I tried to ignore, but he intervened."Don't. I demand you to let yourself go." He said while reaching further inside me, and. He had charged up her credit cards then stiffed her on the rent. When she lost her job she thought she was going to lose it. But now thanks to Jack and his Sweet Nothings things were starting to look up. ************ The next two weeks went by in a haze of chocolate and fondant. Jack couldn’t have asked for a better cashier than Victoria or Vic as she liked to be called. Vic was much more than a cashier, stepping into many roles as were necessary. She had even shown him how he could make some. I push my head back away from her rear. My fingers still sliding in and out of her cunt, I raise my head a bit higher. With my left hand, I use it to spread her left ass cheek as wide as I can. I spit into her arse a few times, marinating it with my spit and her pussy juice. I take my right hand out of her twat and spread her other cheek. “I want to taste your asshole.” “Hmm....yes baby. Eat my ass. Enjoy it.”Violet squats her knees more as she moves her body forward bending over making. ." Mary moaned as her boss devoured her ripe, young tits and her hand came from around her waist and inched towards her sweet, young pussy. Constance glanced up and saw her young secretary's face contorted in pleasure and it made her pussy throb; she wanted this woman so much. Constance outlined the young woman's slit, tracing every fold and dragging her finger between her lips, separating them as she felt Mary's warm juices trickle onto her finger. It was more than Constance could stand, she.