. . . . my cock was hitting her ass hardly. . . . . . . it was my favorite position. . . . . her ass was jiggling due to my moments. . . . . . . press...re started building up in me. . . so I increased my pace and her moans also increased. . . . ahhhh sloooooowllllllyyyyy Bitttttuuuuuuu ahhhhhmmmmmaaaaaa. . . . .I said aunty I’m going to come. . . . . . . . She said . . . . . cum inside me . . . . I want to feel your sperms inside me, ahhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhh….Hearing that I caught hold of her body .. He seemed to actually enjoy working on my secret garden with his bad boy equipment and I allowed him to wander all the way back to my tight little rear door to show me how skilled his tongue could reach into difficult to cover corners requiring oral attention.My legs were up so high in the air that I almost touched the ceiling and he constantly dug deep into my gut with his tongue to show me that no area was unreachable. I counted at least three separate orgasms before he even started to get. Soft music started to fill the hall. Men and women in business suits looked up from their cocktail glasses. And from the ample cleavages and asses of the girls serving them.They were associates and employees of Wolfram and Hart, the famous lawyers' firm with its intriguing and dark reputation. Over this last half hour they had wondered why they had been invited. And how they could be involved in this curious BimboTech Inc. They had looked amazed at the many outrageously clad and curved women. “And what do you expect me to do next week?” she asked with a wiggle of her hips and a smile. “Something nasty?” There was desire in her voice as I skirted around her pouting pussy lips and massaged her hips before moving to her side.“Oh, I don’t know,” I teased as I squirted more lotion on my hands and began rubbing it into her arms. “Maybe I’ll ask you for a favor when we’re in New York.” I had decided to just make the Penthouse our home for the week, since we always seemed to end up there.