After working with her for a couple of years, I heard a rumor that her husband had lost his job... And then she actually mentioned to me that he had a...d that she was starting a sideline doing massage to help make ends meet. I took a deep breath and said I liked massage and asked what she charged which was quite reasonable. At this point I was figuring I would just get a straight the****utic massage (although I was certainly daydreaming about getting more than that!). We made an appointment for. He looked at me and I said that it was up to her and him. She walked over to him and stood in front of him with her firm young tits right in his face. She said go ahead and feel them I won’t tell. His hands were shaking as he reached up and touched the soft flesh of her breasts. She said you like that don’t you? He muttered out a yes. Do you like my pussy? He looked down at the soft pink folds of flesh between her legs. She said go ahead. He raised his hand up and touched her hot young teenaged. Their eyes all burned with lust. They stared at us with hungry eyes.They wanted to watch me feast on Angela's cunt.“Stop looking at me!” I screamed as Angela's partisan swung.What was wrong with me? The fight. I had to—Angela's polearm swept my feet out from beneath me. I crashed backward and landed with a hard thud. And then she was over me. Her foot slammed down between my breasts, pressing me to the ground. Cum dripped from her cunt, splattering my belly.“Time to eat my juicy cunt,” Angela. DelRocco said, "I've heard the term before."Nadia said, "Me too."Her dad said, "Don't push your luck young lady." Yes, Daddy." Trash is trash. If I found it in a landfill then there is no law being broken. Even if it's in the company trash, I can't tell you if it's real or a fake, or old and obsolete. But, on the other hand, it could be real, current, and accurate. However, let's say I happen to overhear the boss speaking in a meeting. Please remember that this is all hypothetically. At that.