I smirked as I walked away to deliver a cup to Cathy. I walked in andgave her the cup. She took it from me and waived me off dismissivelyas she talked...on the phone.I felt a surge of sexual bliss as I was dismissed like a secretaryinstead of being respected like a boss.I walked out of her office, picked up the papers and brought them tothe copier. I made the copies she asked like she had done for me athousand times before.I went over to Katherine and Angela and asked if they wantedanything from. "I know Jordan has been your friend since forever, and I guess I've been avoiding him for as long as I've known you or him since our family moved here six years ago, and it kind of baffles me because he seems so different from you or from us and yet you seem to know him intimately and I wonder how you communicate or what you talk about because if I was to be around him I wouldn't even know where to begin to talk to him. I mean what do we share except the weather we both are under; I know he. Has anyone ever told you that before?” I shook my head.“Girlfriends have been affectionate about him,” I said. “But generally... I don't think women like to sound like experts.” I lay beside her and stroked her as I began a little story. “Men are expected to use their experience to set the tone of the whole thing,” I said. “But women, some women think they're expected to be virginal all the time. I had a thing with a Portuguese girl once, went out with her three or four times and one time she. Being pounded by Sven was nice, he knew how to please a woman, but nothing compared to this.I thrust.Zanyia purred louder about Sven’s cock as I sank into her twat. Her hot flesh engulfed my cock. My pleasure surged down my shaft. My pussy clenched as I savored the delight of her cunt. My breasts jiggled as I let out a moan of delight.“I know,” Sven grinned at me. “She’s got a tight pussy.”“Yes, she does,” I purred, his eyes watching her tail flicking across my tits.“Ooh, pound the slut,”.