”Arlene and Dawn were in a second car, with Arvid driving, and Vivian in the passenger seat. It was smaller than Arnie’s car, so Arlene and Dawn p...essed their legs together without risk. Arvid, waiting for stop lights, did stroke Vivian, but he wasn’t concerned if he was seen kissing and touching a pretty girl.In a third car, Bill drove Greta, without the distraction of other passengers. “Bill, don’t kill us both looking at my legs. When we get to the hotel, you’ll see everything I’ve got.”At. The sounds of pleasure that you make are so incredibly hot. When the tip of my tongue traces the underside of your cock head you inhale sharply and shudder. I keep on doing that and am rewarded with a flow of precum that I quickly lap up. I move to suck and tease the little slit at the tip of the head and you moan and jerk your hips in response. "Fuck that feels good!" your hands come to rest on my head, not pushing me- not yet. I feel your cock grow stiffer and twitch as I alternate teasing. Angel kicked suddenly, her foot connecting to his jaw. Damian fell backwards, anger rushing through his blood and negating the pain. He got to his feet and grabbed a handful of Angel's long, auburn hair. He pulled down, until she yelped in pain. "Do that again," he snarled, "and I'll break your ankles. Do you understand?" Angel nodded weakly. Damian smiled. "Good girl." He returned to her jeans, unbuckling her shoes and throwing them to the side. The jeans landed on top of them. He straightened. The receptionist said Dan was in a meeting. I told her, “Send me to Dorothy.” The receptionist said she was in the meeting as well. Let me speak to Dorothy’s secretary.Julie said brightly, “Hi, Brad. I never get to talk to you anymore since you’re such a big shot. What can I do for you?”“Is the meeting Dan and Dot are in something big with the other partners?”“Yeah, and I don’t know what it’s about. It’s probably about the condominiums in California. That’s about all they can talk about.”“I.