She enjoyed spending outrageous amounts of other people's money on parties and receptions and also being able to rub shoulders with Chicago's elite. S...e had just turned from her laptop as she finished updating the spreadsheets on the upcoming social events that would keep her busy through the beginning of the New Year. Now it was time to examine another priority, the one where she was John Wiley's mistress, or one of his mistresses she thought ruefully. She frowned slightly. She was no longer. "Oh, my goodness, what have I done?"She suddenly came out of her daze, stopped masturbating and pulled the covers back over her nudity. "Oh, that's BETTER."Cord had not yet removed the suit. He stared at her - he stared at the suit. He turned the microwave unit back on - to high, as it had been. He looked at the woman who had started to blush and apologize. As soon as he turned the MW on she stuttered, stammered in confusion and began to move her loins under the covers."I'm hot again!" she. Once it was off I began to play with her clit and finger her, drawing even more moans from her, as Liz took off her thong and threw it across the room. She then pushed me back, grabbed Sam, pushed her to the bed and crawled atop her, leaving me to sit back and watch. I pulled up a chair, dropped my jeans, my erection pressing against my boxers as I sat down and began slowly stroking myself through the fabric. Liz noticed this and began to move down Sam’s body, sucking her breasts and nuzzling. She screamed his name loudly, exotically, Dillon thought, in her thick Russian tongue,and pushed her pussy forcefully up into his face. Dillon worked her enlarged clit with his tongue quickly until she shivered powerfully and pulled his head away from her lap. Dillon found her belly button again with his tongue and gave it a little attention as Tanya caught her breath and regained her senses. He felt proud of himself. He felt he had risen to the occasion and please her as well as she had.