I have a w... wet cunt, Master," she said in a low whisper. I could just picture her looking around the office, her face red as she spoke. "Louder, I ...idn't hear you." "Master, I can't! I'm still at work, Sir!" she protested in a whisper. "I beg your pardon?" "Oh!" I hung up. It was an hour and a half before I called her the next time. I wanted her to think about what she had done. I wanted her to think she was in trouble. I, on the other hand, was enjoying this game immensely. "Hello, My. And happy now. Both girls expressing their friendship and happiness in the best way they know how. Moaning into each other's mouth as they touch and eagerly grind themselves against the fingers seeking them out.Pulling apart now, Leora places her hand on Masha's hair, drawing her down as she lifts her cami away from her breasts. Needing her friend to lick and kiss them. Needing to do the same for Masha soon.Her friend sucks on the pink nipples, making them stand out like little pencil erasers.. .. she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. But, with the right materials in the just the right hands, an entirely less innocent explanation could be created. And I had just the right materials at hand to do so.I finished making photocopies of a large collection of Betty's original source financial documents, particularly invoices and expenses that I knew to be fraudulent. I then paid a late visit to our office and found with little effort the matching 'original' untainted documents. "He insisted that we allow him to drive us. He had a beautifully restored green Jaguar XK-J with expensive leather seats and wood dash paneling. After evaluating seating arrangements, I told Becky to sit in front. From the back seat, I took appraisal of my wife seeing her with fresh eyes.She complemented the car so well. She had long, curly red hair, natural eye brows, long lashes and beautiful facial features. A tall woman, she was wearing black high heels which enhanced her long legs. She.