“Please wait outside until we're done” Jessica continued. “We won't be long.”Abigail got the hint, thankfully. She nodded and grabbed the door...handle. “Yes, Mistress Superior. My apologies.”She closed the door gently and Jessica returned her gaze to her mystery guest. “I'm very sorry about that. No idea what got into her.”“That's alright” Adam said, stone faced.Jessica couldn't gauge his disposition. Was he onto her? Did he realize she was suspicious of him? This man had a very good poker face. ”Oh my god eat me “she moaned pushing my head down lower.With her legs on my shoulders she pushed her pussy up forcing my tongue deep inside her.Of course feeling my chin rubbing against her taint caused her to squeeze my head with her thighs. Being that I had just pulled my cock out of her it was still open to where my tongue easily slipped in deep.It didn’t take long to feel her juices running out and into my mouth where I savored the flavor before I swallowed. All the time I continued to eat. And it’s fucking SUCKING IT!!!!(The crowd ooosand aaahs)(I give them a thumbs up without stopping!)Isn’t it great to know the crowd’s impressed?!Then I say “lets go somewhere more private” and stand up and pull you into a private room backstage not too removed from the crowd’s earshot. We find a comfy beanbag!!!!!(Isn’t it nice to work in comfort to the narrative!?)(I’m so nice!)You sit on the beanbag and you comment on its comfort and then I pull up a pillow for my knees because I know you. She was in her element with all the attention these eager white guys were giving her. I was amazed that she hadn't wanted to stop after the first hour. I couldn't really remember how many time's she'd been fucked or how many times these guys as cum in her, but Carlota seemed to want more and wasn't slowing down in the least bit. As I watched my boss humping Carlota's rump I thought back to the other day when he'd asked about my wife. We had attended our first company party and met all the.