I could almost imagine him rubbing his chin in contemplation.“Maybe your trinkets are more than I thought them to be,” he mused with a slight mirt... in his voice. “Or maybe it is the strength of the bearer. I’ll have to consider that. Now, let’s avoid any real damage here. Just give me the codex and I’ll find a way to take care of this ... er, maiden.”“Sorry. Not good enough,” I replied. “We want to know what you’re going to do to her. And we don’t want her hurt.”“You try my patience, boy!” Zeus. " Is there a dangerous smirk on her face? She stabs a button on her desk and the door closes behind me. Executives have all the cool toys.Echoes from the door latch are punctuated only by an uncomfortable silence. She looks at me expectantly, leaning forward in her plush chair. "Yes?" I--" I'm uncomfortable now. Have I been imagining things? How many times did she come by, again? Was it really out of the ordinary? "I-- uh, did you want to see me for something?"She looks puzzled. "What do you. ..No you can stay I'll turn my back" she smiles.I watahed with interest of a dying man man looking at water as my older sister disrobed. She removed her t-shirt. Her back was so wonderful the tanned skin and slender shoulders leading to a narrow waist. Her bra was white and she lowered her jeans revealing white nylon panties covering her round butt, as round as a Georgia peach. Lisa's thighs were full and sleek and her legs those of a playmate of the year. Lisa brushed off the straps of her bra. She tried to pull her mouth away from Erica’s pussy to say something, but Erica was having no part of that. She grabbed Christine by the hair and pushed her face back into Erica’s crotch. I could feel Christine start to shudder, then she let out a primal scream. That set off Erica, who began leaking cunt juice all over Christine’s face. The sight of that set me off, and I pumped my seed into the condom, repeatedly sending strings of tapioca pudding into her desert dish. Finally, spent, we just.