His secretary was punching away at her keyboard and threw a “Good morning, Sir” at him as he opened the door and walked in. What he saw made him s...op in his steps, with his eyes bulging in surprise.Sitting behind his desk was his boss, looking as mean as ever as she reclined on his chair and was going through a document she had in her hand. She is quite sexy, hot in every single sense of the word, her rimmed spectacles glinted a bit when she raised her head to observe him for a second and went. Several lanterns added to the relaxed mood of the music in the background and she took a deep breath to clear her head. ‘Isabelle..’ she heard a familiar voice say behind her. ‘Avery?’ she said, turning back. ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘I was invited by a friend who works for Watersson. You?’ Avery said, moving closer. ‘Mr. Bête took me here.’ ‘Ahh, of course..’ he said and she noticed he’d been drinking a little more than appropriate. ‘Mr. Bête. The mighty bigshot who took our ships hostage. The tingling sensation had grown uncontrollably, I inserted my finger inside the vagina and stared fingering myself. The feeling grew exponentially. I inserted one more finger and increased the speed of fingering, I automatically left out a huge moan. Never ever did I get so much pleasure from fingering myself till now. I had a shuddering orgasm as my body trembled with pleasure as i reached the peak. I was totally exhausted by then. I sat on the bathroom tile. Half my energy was drained but it. " she said. "I've never seen one that isn't"I smiled and stepped into the tub behind her. I moved close, reaching my arms around her and helping to rub the soap around her breasts and belly. My cock pressed against her buttocks, sliding up and down between the crease. She leaned back into me, her hands reaching behind to stroke my thighs as I kissed her neck and ran my hands down between her legs.I could feel the damp pubic hair, and the top of her secret cleft. It was slick with more than.