Her left hand stroke Grace’s head. ‘That feels soooo sexy,’ she murmured. ‘Please don’t stop.’ She chewed on her lower lip before her head...flopped back against the headboard with a soft thump. Her eyes closed in satisfaction at the gentle pleasuring. Her throaty growl was sexy. The sudden arching of her back and hips gave her lover a clear indication she was eager for more. Grace slid her tongue between the megastar’s juicy folds. Lisa gasped. Both hands clutched for Grace’s matted hair,. But the shorter man knew her.He knew her by reputation and by sight. "Gentlemen," the woman said, narrowing her eyes at them. "Doctor Kropotkin is ready. You will join us in the board chamber." Very good, Comrade Betti," the man with the thick glasses said, though he did not look her in the face. She reminded him of Medussa, and he was afraid that if he looked at her directly, he would turn to stone.***"A little lower, Comrade," the husky voice of Dr. Kropotkin floated up to the rafter beams of. We spent the rest of the evening chatting and I watched him feel her pussy up under the table. When we finally were done there, the guy asked me if he could get a lift home, so I agreed. We walked through the parking lot where Anita had been fucked three times that night and we got in the car. Of course she dragged her new friend into the back seat, as I drove off towards this lucky bastard’s house.Once in the road, I adjusted the mirror so I could see them.I watched as he got my wife fully. She felt luminous, glowing as she stood in the center of them all, with her husband standing by her side.Before long, the class moderator was directing them into place.“When you’re ready,” the class organizer nodded to her. With a confident lift of her chin, Veronica carefully pulled at the loose knot of her gown. It fell open to reveal her breasts, her stomach, and the crown of her vagina.She watched as eyes caressed her up and down, exploring her body thoroughly as she let the robe fall to.