I used to give massages on a regular basis to both Rhoda and Harry; more often to Rhoda than Harry. On many of these occasions Rhoda seemed more relax...d when Harry was not there. One thing that always sticks in my mind is the fact that Rhoda was much less modest about displaying her 38D firm breasts when she was alone with me. They were smooth and flawless tight globes of flesh with scrumptious tan colored areolas. Sometimes when she got cold, her nipples shot right up into my eyes. My dick. I had a close colleague about 48 years ,(Mr. Gupta) of a parallel department where he was also in same position as mine ,and his secretary who had got into his mainstream business was one of the ladies talking with the other two( including my staff) .She said that she was happy with the work and there was some topic of exposure to higher responsibilities and when she said she had to had a big sacrifice to ensure her future career path was well ensured, as the other two heard her curiously. She. His goal now was to discover the subterranean secret passages of the palace, so that he could learn actual secrets of state. As a humble errand boy who had recently found favor in the palace kitchen, he knew that the only way to power was through control of information, and he was searching for information. He never heard anything from the so-called Sultan’s chambers. A couple of groans and moans, which vaguely sounded like lovemaking, but no words. Today, however, he had discovered something. She went supersonic, however, when between swear words I clearly heard – and she had to also – Candice moaning: “Yeah fuck Jilly, yeah fuck me, fuck your Jilly, fuck my big titted brains out.” While Candice was almost continuously gasping those words over and over as the bed posts in her room thumped against the wall almost in cadence, suddenly Jeremy’s groaning voice was heard. “Yeah, I’ll fuck your brains out Jill, you big-titted prick tormenter, I’ll fuck you into oblivion Jill.” By the.