...Giving Scarlett a perfect view of the younger woman's snatch."Beautiful," Scarlett purred as Chloe removed her shoes and socks. "Youhave a lovely ...ody, Chloe. It belongs to me now." She pulled at herscarf with one hand, undoing the knot and tossing it away. With herother hand, she unbuttoned the collar of her jumpsuit and pulled the topof it away from her chest.Scarlett had taken off her bra before summoning Chloe to her office, andher breasts, which were larger than Chloe's, hung. She unflinchingly said that because of the other job, she couldn’t give enough time to her family.I couldn’t do much about it so I just consoled her and went on.On a Sunday, I was home. So I gave Chaya a call and asked her to come early and cook as I had to leave for a project success party. I also decided to give her some money to ease her financial troubles and this time, with no ulterior motive.So I paid her a month’s salary extra from my own bonus and her joy knew no bounds at that moment.. The reception desk was manned by a middle-aged hippie who couldn't have cared less how drunk we were, and had obviously been partaking in a little something himself. He threw us the keys and muttered blurrily about bunk rooms before walking off with our money. Mark and I looked at each other, and decided we'd better check out the accommodation. The keys were more clearly labelled than I'd have given the hippie credit for, and we found the room.Yeah, just one. A big bunkroom with ten rudimentary. I saw her clutching the sheets, pulling them in against her as she rode the vivid sensation of being fingered in this ultimate way. She wriggled her hips, pushed back against me, met my every stroke and rode me hungrily. Her arse was tight but it loosened enough to let me finger her with ease. I adored the sweet smell that hung between us, a heady mix of pussy and arse cock and mouth. Sex was in the air and we rolled it between us like a pillow.I eased a second finger in to her, checking that.