Denise was pleased because she now had a good idea of Stan’s requirements and had developed a way of achieving them. Denise was still mad with Stan,...and especially with Anne, but she conceded that it was largely no-one’s fault. Denise, being a red-head with all that implied, wasn’t giving up her anger that easily, though. So she was professional, but distant. She didn’t have to work with Anne and that was good because she really didn’t want any more to do with the woman who, as far as Denise. Colonel Kalloni was going to throw her and her career out the door."Well, well, well! Girls got some moxie when she's pissed" Laughed Anne. "Okay, Princess, sit down and let's get to know one another. I'm Anne, who the fuck are you?"Out of this inauspicious beginning a friendship was born. As the afternoon became evening, Sofia realized that she had told Anne as much about herself as Anne had shared with her. Anne now knew how badly Sofia needed this job to support herself; she knew all about. Her focus was on Mark and his strokes. I took a seat. My own cock leaked as I stroked it hard. I watched closely as my wife’s attention was drawn to her own cups and the monster between them. “Are you going to cum all over my boobs?” She asked Mark, never taking her eyes off.“Yeah…,” Mark replied.My wife smiled. He started fucking her tits harder and faster. Soon, that familiar moan of Mark’s filled the room as he placed both hands on her shoulders, squirting between my wife’s natural. Destiny giggles hard as she lifted her body up quickly to kiss him and stop her toe from being used against her. Chris saw his opening and stopped playing with her foot and kissed her mouth. Destiny returned his affection and wrapped her arms around him.Destiny pulled Chris back down to the bed and continued kissing him. Chris took the initiative and forced his tongue into Destiny's mouth. As she used her tongue with his, Chris decided to move his hands to her breasts as they pressed against.