He was smiling and she could tell thathis eyes were looking at every part of her body. She could feel his pubic hairtouch her pussy every time he thru...t inside her. "Your titties are so beautiful. I want to see themdance," Michael said. His thrusts became harder and faster. Mita moaned.Her insides felt like they were being torn apart by his raping cock. Itwas almost as bad as when he raped her asshole. Her breasts started to jigglemore violently. Her breasts turned Michael on even more. Her. No one was trying togain an undo advantage over me any longer. I liked to be in a positionof control. In my marriage I pretty much allowed Monica that luxury, asshe succumbed to the ravages of her condition, it only seemed right.Then I noticed a large platter of catered chicken salad sandwiches. "Doyou mind," I inferred. Ashley only answered that no-one was going to eatthose as the high calorie intake was beyond anyone?s waistline. It?s sonice to be able to eat whatever and not worry about. She wouldn’t be so spacey if it were just weed. She would be a lot more active if it were cocaine.”“Alice, tell Michelle that’s she’s off duty until I’ve talked to her.” He pointed at the monitor. “Mr. Stein is leaving now. Would you catch him and give him my message before he gets out of here?”“Of course, Jake,” she said and she hurried out of the office.Jake stared at the monitors for a minute. Alice appeared in one, running after and catching up with Stein as he walked through the foyer. At. “But, judging by the fact that your pussy juice is running onto my leg, you might like that.” “Sorry” Sammy said guiltily. “Oh, don’t apologize. I love making you wet.” Sammy squirmed as Jessica’s words heightened her arousal. More spanks. Sammy lost count. Her mind was swimming in sexual ecstasy. She loved the way Jessica had taken control of her, she'd been such a naughty little slut and now she was learning a very pleasurable lesson. The tingling sensation between Sammy’s legs.