Eat that pussy,” she said, her voice a hoarse rasp. “Fuck my ass good and slow baby,” she said over her shoulder. She’s gonna make me cum and ... want to feel you still hard in my ass.” As she said that, her body began to shake and she tightened her grip in Stacy’s hair. “Here it comes bitch. Here it cums.” Her body shook and her hips gyrated and wet juices flowed from her and into Stacy’s mouth. Stacy released the super sensitive clit and gobbled up the juices from the gushing pussy until Ann. Her hand slid down his body, approaching his cock, but not quite going there. It felt like they were enjoying foreplay together, preparing for a wonderful, intimate interlude.It was at that point that she realized she was starting to skate on thin ice. She loved her husband and didn't want to cheat on him. It would be wiser if they were to stop dancing so close and constant with each other. She didn't want to try to do something she'd regret later.They walked back to the table and got a drink. When they had finished, Amelia sat on his desk, with Mr Cartwright leaning against it beside her. ‘Thank you for your help, Amelia.’ he told her, fixing those warm brown eyes on her, his deep voice resounding through her. ‘No problem.’ she replied, a little too breathlessly. She was well aware that he had noticed her lack of bra, not to mention her nipples starting to poke through the dress. He moved to stand in front of her between her legs, his hands either side of her. ‘I don’t know what I’d. I know numerous ways to please a hard man she thought. Mr. Keyes occupied an all glass office suspended over the manufacturing floor. It surveyed all areas of the manufacturing line. Below, Nadia saw numerous glass cubicles occupied not by men but by robotic arms welding and assembling complicated contraptions. A few white coated lab technicians monitored the many control panels outside of the cubicles. Mr Keyes began the meeting roughly. ‘Your company has sold us damaged goods. Your software.