They were supposed to be equals negotiating a deal. Vasily had called her a whore, and here she was, basically prostituting herself for the sake of th...t deal. “Make the deal happen. By any means necessary,” her boss had said. But surely this was above and beyond the call of duty?But there was that other part of her too; the part that enjoyed being taken and fucked vigorously. She heard Vasily breathe heavily as he slammed his cock into her, flesh slapping against flesh. Her own breathing was. Seeing me in this state caused my wife to start laughing. She told me to come in and meet Dave. I couldn't take a step, so Kim took me by the hand and led me into the room. I must have been crimson red. I was so embarrassed. Kim walked over to Dave, put her arm around his shoulder, looked at me and told me that she had invited Dave to our party. While she was telling me this she began to rub his crotch with her free hand. It was like I was in a hypnotic trance. I watched intently as she rubbed. She shut her eyes and shook her head.Ger hadn’t fingered another girl since a ninth grade sleepover. This was better. She had control and power and CH was giving back. She could keep her shoulders back and her attention detached.CH’s legs jumped with spasms. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the lip of desk. She bit harder. She eased up not wanting mouthful of blood.Ger slapped the moan out of CH’s lips. Her fingers dug deeper into the girl who was sent over the edge by the hit. Ger. It wasn’t until later that I realized what Candice said, let alone what she meant. Instead, I heard Henry say, “Come on Candice, let’s get back to the party. Nice meeting you Avery.”“Bye Henry,” I said as Henry and Candice walked down the stairs and rejoined the party. Dwight looked at me and asked, “So you fucked some other guy first?”“Until he kissed me I thought he was you.”“You slut!”“Really? Isn’t that like the pot calling the fucking kettle black?” I snapped.“You promised me I’d have you.