Beckett’s Office“How’s David?” asked Mr. Beckett as he arranged some papers.“The doctor says he’s fine, but he’s still recovering from t...e shock his body endured after being pounded by that animal” answered Jack angrily as he walked around Mr. Beckett’s fancy office.“That animal as you call him, is probably my best investment thus far” said Mr. Beckett as he looked up at Jack.“Investment? That boy is a monster, he could have seriously hurt David” screamed Jack.“Now, now Jack, no need to get. Harmon squeezed her ass again and grunted, "Huh..." He liked asses -- he'd just normally stuck to smaller bubble butts... "You don't do what you were doing here on this couch at school, Darlin'. How experienced were you when you and Mac did THAT the first time?" I, uh, wasn't." 'Not the breast... '"Mac took your cherry? Looks like he got you off on the right foot..." Actually, he took me by surprise..." Tugging a hand holding your nipple was the same as tugging your nipple, Donna discovered.. .. never felt it like this...”I tried moving a fraction more. Laying her head against the leather, tense little flickers of pleasure-pain darted across Vi’s face as I built my thrusts slowly. But she never asked me to stop or hold back.My sister started panting hard again when I got to moving a few inches in and out of her. She hadn’t loosened up, exactly – mid-thrust I realized with a jolt of pleasure that sex with Violet would always be like this – but she was slippery enough now that I could. ‘Here. This is yours.’ Emily-Jane took it, turning it over and over before looking at her friend. ‘What is it?’ Cassie rolled her eyes. ‘Tim, in all his infinite wisdom, made two copies of that movie we made. He thought you might want the other one. So he put it in my bag and didn’t tell me about it until we were on the plane. I told you, the man is infatuated with ass. Specifically yours.’ ‘I knew that was why he married you. He loved that ghetto booty of yours,’ Emmie said. ‘Hey, you can’t.