All too soon, it was my turn to go in – I’m No. 4 in the order, which is the lynchpin position in the batting. Your role is either to pile on the...heat and press for victory, or, as in this case, grimly dig in and try to stave off a collapse.I took Miranda’s place, and carefully played away the last three balls of that over (for you non-cricketers, there are six bowls in an ‘over’, which must all be bowled by the same player, and then it can change to another player to bowl the next ‘over’ of. “Thank you,” said Jane as she got up and walked back into the conference room.“That will be all thanks Barbara, you can go now,” he said and then directed his attention to Jane. “Take a seat please…”, said Matt.Jane once again sat opposite Matt and crossed her legs.“So,” he started, “why exactly were you late for work and lost your job,” he asked once again, “the truth this time…please…”, his manner was firm and very business like.Jane didn’t know what to say, she was struck between this person. Thinking she could ease the vise-like grip around her waist, she tried to pull my arm away. It only took a moment before she realized her efforts were pointless. Even though Connie considered herself a strong woman, her strength was no match for mine. Without thinking, she found herself slapping wildly at my head and shoulders. Strike after strike, her hand began to burn from the repeated contact with me.Before she had another chance to think, she suddenly realized her feet were no longer. I kneeled and parted her legs revealing her wetness as I moved in and attached my mouth to her dripping cunt, thrusting my tongue and rubbing her inside. She moaned and moved a bit, her orgasm not far away as I continued my loving her orifice. I detached, switched her around kneeling on the bed got behind and thrust in. As my head went on her shoulder and my hands went on her breast she whispered, “Oh, you are driving me to a fantasy…” I kept thrusting slowly as I whispered, “What fantasy?” .