"Just great!" Cal spat out, recognizing the woman as working for ISN's parent network. "An info babe who doesn't know shit about sports. She's never d...ne a positive interview in her whole fuckin' career. She's probably got a burr in her ass about violence in football." He and Elaine had had a rather heated discussion about the level of crudity he should employ. He insisted that it was necessary."How dare you speak about me that way!" Ms. Reese yelled as she walked into the office, obviously. "Yes, like that ... come Jill ... come for us!"Sarah's verbal goading and relentless fucking drove me over the edge of a vertiginous cliff. I felt the spasm coiling in my belly, and then unleashing with cobra speed so that my cunt gripped her like a vice, squeezing her fist in its loving embrace. Mark blurred his fingers over my clit, and as Sarah pulled against my clenching, my juice spurted in hot streams, cleansing my soul in the fever of purest ecstasy.Sarah fucked me until I fell forwards. The conversation began to flow like two old friends. We laughed as we moved from topic to topic not realizing the time. Before we knew it, it was an hour after closing and it was time to head out.Kate was dreading going home because her husband had his friends over for poker night and her k**s were at her parents. I asked if she wanted to grab a drink at the pub down the street to kill some time and she welcomed the invitation. We called our husbands and said we would be home a little later and. ...unnhh.........?Stella is licking at the thick rod of maleness and rubbing her gloved hand up to the circumcised tip.? Ingrid open her cheeks wide.? She orders and Ingrid kneels on the other side of the girl, pushes the petticoats and rubberised silk of her skirt further away from Volkmann’s target and then leaning on her back yanks the vestigial and emaciated buttocks apart. She leans forward and spits on the puckered anus.? You will need lubrication even so Peter.? Says Stella looking up at.