He nodded respectfully. She returned a brief courteous smile.When Samantha got to the building, Jenny, the receptionist smiledcrookedly and mumbled so...ething but Samantha strode past her withoutacknowledgement. She would have liked to have been friends with all thelower employees if she'd had time but she didn't and someone like Jennyparticularly would have been low on the list of priorities. Sam knew Jennydidn't have anything like the wages she did but she could at least havemade a small. Eventually the point of no return was reached which Richard knew was happening as he speeded up his thrusts, fucking Wendy now faster & harder until he could hold back no longer as he exploded his hot fountain of sperm deep inside Wendy.He let out a long drawn out grunt groan but that was smothered by the French kissing he was still continuing giving her meaning Wendy's own long drawn out heavily breathing sigh was also smothered by their interlocking mouths. If anything it heightened their. The two men with the big cocks moved back into reach and my hands were again guided to the turgid dicks. I felt my labial rings being grasped and my pussy lips being spread. I expected another slow teasing, but I was mistaken. Two fingers were jammed straight into my dripping pussy and pistoned in out of me for about thirty strokes I guessed, pushing me to the brink of a climax before withdrawing without warning. The two oiled pairs of hands cupped each breast, and each nipple was casually. They probably guessed I had gotten a good workout. If that was so, than they were more right than they would hopefully ever know. Last night had been the workout of my life, in more ways than one. My name’s Angela, and I work for a small advertisement agency. We do radio commercials, magazine ads and an occasional televised campaign. At my tender age of 25 I’m already one of the senior designers here, so you guess I could say I’m doing allright for myself. Now usually I continue this.