He carried her to the desk and lay her face down with her feet on the floor. “Well bitch, begging and crying or not, I am still going to get my plea...ure from your body.” He caressed her firm round ass, rubbed it and squeezed it hard in his hands. Then, he drew back his hand and brought it down hard. Her body rocked from the force of the blow. He did it again and again, not spanking her so much as truly beating her firm, shapely ass. To his appreciation, her ass grew red and bruised. “You. "Come on, Carl. You know as well as I do, that after the dot.com meltdown, venture capital has pretty much dried up. People are giving major positions in the company to get capital. I know that you don't like to own companies unless you own the whole thing, so this deal suites you, you won't be asking for a position in the new startup and the French will like that. The French probably wouldn't want you to own a piece of the company if they are going help you build the building anyway. I think. The desk clerk seemed surprised and I don’t think she orgasm yet. He pulled out stuff his mini cock back in his trousers and left. The waitress got the unfulfilled desk clerk to lay down on the landing and slid on top of her with her mouth and fingers trying to get the load out of her. Once the older woman started moaning I took that as my cue to go up the stairs and give this cunt a good fucking. I slid my shorts down and the waitress guided my very hard cock into the trimmed wet pussy. The. One last breath ... Then she raised her hands, and struck the first low register octave C's with her left hand. The rich harmonics of the piano filled the hall at once. It seemed like the octave rang forever, but it was really only a split second before her right hand flew off along the difficult arpeggios of the first Etude.Frustration set in as Irina fought to make her fingers sing the melody which constantly shifted registers, peeking between the filigree of the arpeggios. Having small hands.