" Angela’s commentary nearly made me cum myself. But Angela was right, Bridgit was smiling and fucking herself down on my cock. I couldn't look any...more. If I did, I would certainly cum inside her. I concentrated on fucking. I closed my mind from the encouragement of these two women, it was all too much for me. I grabbed Bridgit's hips and with a flourish of activity, I fucked my cock into her with some force. Bridgit sobbed, "so fucking good," she said, finally. She leant back, twisted her. I know what she wants, kind of... she wants me to pick up my extension line so wecan talk but i dont know if i should or not - we could get in so much trouble for this !So i watch as she picks up the tanoid and presses line one, nobody would know what we were using it for - just that its in use if they seen one of the terminals. But i wont pick it up... at least - not yet. I know every second she waits, shes starting to wonder if im watching, or am i even in the correct room to see her. And. Except…she wasn’t going to go down without a fight. Peyton picked up her head as the idea of her next course of action hit her smack in the face. It was all too obvious who had sent the Word document, for only two other people in the entire framework of the magazine had access to her computer. Erik Mann, the extremely cute but unfortunately gay tech whiz, was one, but he was currently on vacation at his cowboy boyfriend’s ranch in Colorado and had been for a week. The only other culprit, and up. Addie did know where to start. She started with Lillian and me. I suggested Lillian check her credit card statements, which Addie had the evil step son provide for us. I didn’t expect too much, since it was likely that she had more than one clandestine card.The same was true of cell phones, but Lilly did look at her cell records. Again nothing of interest except she had a gym membership. We already knew that, but she called the gym a little too often. I got into touch with the owner/manager.