You don't have a disease. There's no problem.” He moves his mouth back to my tender nipple and sucks again. God, god I want him inside me. My heart ...ounds and my treasonous pussy throbs with it. “I can't,” I whisper. “You're so good-looking. I can't trust you.” He stares back down at me. There is something hypnotic about it. He hasn't stopped rubbing the front side of his naked cock against my wet pussy lips. “O.k. You have two choices.” The voice is firm. I'm guessing it's his boardroom. Do you understand?"The only reply Catherine was able to give was more anguished sobbing but James was not going to let it rest. He slapped her face again and then dropped lower and began slapping her tits causing the flesh to rock back and forth under his blows. "I asked you a question bitch and I expect a fucking answer!" he roared.Catherine cried out in pain. She realized that he would not stop until she responded and she knew that if she didn't give him the answer he wanted that she would. 'Sweetheart,' she whispered, her lips so close to my ear I could feelthe warmth of her breath. 'I wouldn’t blame you if you were mad at me.God knows I would be in your place. I hope you can find it in yourselfto forgive me, sometime.'I felt her lips brush my cheek with the gentlest of kisses. I couldn’thold back any more and tears forced themselves through my tightly shuteyes.'There, there, my little girl, let it out, Jamie honey.'I felt her fingers brush my cheek so gently and I opened my eyes. It was a superb spot, just like she had said. A smile broke out on his face and he picked up the pace. He slowed and walked the last twenty yards. She looked great lying there, then she sat up. She was leaning on her hands, smiling. Her blonde hair was tied back. She had on a different two-piece, even more revealing then the one he’d seen last time, black, with yellow suns and green moons on it, and the bottom was not much more than a thong.Claire watched his approach and liked what she saw..