They stared deeply into one another's eyes, then holding out her hand to Raoul, he grasped it firmly within his own. Involuntarily, they sighed in uni...on, then, they continued their mad dash for the kitchen."Monsieur Destler, my mother requested the honor of your presence ... now!"Erik remained leaning against the wall, as Meg's words echoed inside his head. The prospect of being in Christine's presence again left him feeling thrilled, nervous and almost overwhelmingly aroused. The girl. She took me into her steamy mouth and cleaned every drop of our orgasms off my rod. She sucked hard as she pull her head back off my cock, with a big smile, she licked her lips and simply said, yummy. While still holding my erection in her tight grip, Chris laid back on the chair. I stepped over her so I had one foot on each side of her body. She raised the backrest half way and then pulled me by my cock towards her cleavage. She spit on my cock as she guided it between her tits. The groove. I got so turned on I had to clutch the nearby chair or I would have fallen over. “Do you see what you do to me lately?” he asked, grasping my hips and pulling me back firmly onto his cock. “Oh God,” I sighed, my head swimming with dirty thoughts and ravenous need. “Oh fuck...” “What...a...dirty...mouth,” he said, punctuating each word with a thrust as he started to hump me. He grabbed my skirt and pulled it up over my ass so that he saw the red thong I was wearing. “Mm...I like these.” At. There was a tape showing her how she had looked on camera performing for the online audience, and finally her on display at the club for Donald’s colleagues. Viewing this, Emma fury grows. Seeing from all angles now and realizing that even in the club room and dining room there had been cameras filming her.Emma wonders how many of Donald’s colleagues have seen these videos. How much has he shared or written about her? Damn, it does not matter if he hides her behind ‘Subject Z’ – it is her.