He politely knocked on the door and asked to speak to the person in charge. He was led to my Office, and I offered him a seat which he refused. He sai... that he would not be here long enough to need to sit down. He handed me a letter in the form of a scroll and sealed with the Knights Templar seal. Obviously, it was meant to be impressive, and it was, but not the way they intended.All of this formality surely indicated that they were afraid of us and considered us a real threat. As far as I was. .yaahhh... yaaahhh... yessss...like that. It is very nice... it feels good...don't stop please," I shrieked in high pitch.My hands surrounded his neck and my lips clutched with his. My tits swayed up and down and collided with his chest hardly. His hand clawed on my butts and his bums moved front and back rapidly to pound my pussy harder and harder. My body froze, my mouth and eyes were wide opened. He fucked me mercilessly making me impaled and seconds later I got my powerful orgasm.I hugged. Instead of calling her to apologize, he hid behind honeyed words, without a chance for her to rip his head off.Amanda took another sip from her whiskey. Usually, she didn’t drink more than a glass of wine in the evening, but the pain-numbing fire pouring down her throat helped fan the flames of rage inside. A tiny part of her feared what would happen if the rage died down. She’d probably end up crying like a little girl somewhere, and she would rather die than give Greg the satisfaction of. It was still raining lightly, but I rolled the window all the way down so I could feel the moisture on my warm skin. Now that I had both hands free I began rubbing my clit with my left hand, and started working two fingers into my pussy with the right. It was so exhilarating being naked with the cars going by right next to me and the light rain coming in the window. I worked a third finger into my pussy and started slowly pumping them in and out. A little faster now, my clit was on fire. I.