We did, and she paid us handsomely for it. What she doesn't know is the stalker gave us compromising photos of Victoria in exchange for us not beating...him up too bad. We called her to a hotel suite for a meeting. She showed up dressed professionally wearing black stiletto heels, a black pencil skirt, and a purple blouse with a cashmere trench coat. She wore a pearl necklace and earrings. Even with her sunglasses on I could tell she was making her displeased look. "What the fuck do you want?". He took another step forward, now standing almost between my legs. “Could you move?” I ignored him. “Ok, suit yourself.” He moved forward, his crotch now almost in my face. The devil in me took over. He reached up to get a ream of paper as I reached forward and ran my hand over his crotch. He almost dropped the paper, a gasp escaping his lips, a look of shock on his face. I kept my hand there, cupping it over his cock. I expected him to run from the room, but he didn’t. He stood his. Why don't you slip out of your clothes and put onyour strapless bra and then I'll be ready for you."Sandra offered to help me put my bra on and came into the changingroom. I took the garment from its packaging and marvelled at its snow-white laciness. Sandra undid the hooks and passed it round my chest.There was a thin band of rubber around the inside of the bra toprevent it from slipping and when she had arranged the siliconefalsies inside the cups it felt very secure and comfortable."Are you. I waited as long as I could, watching her narrow dark eyes smile up at me, and then I started fucking her as hard as I could. Her gasps and high pitched squeeks were like a chant urging me on. I was like a mad sex beast fucking her like my life depended on it. I was gasping and sweating until, far too soon, I felt my cock pump hot cum deep inside that tight cunt. I collapsed on top of her and left my cock inside of that pussy. I didn’t get soft, and it wasn’t long before I had her on her.