Handing him the note without a word, she leaned back in her chair and watched his face, smiling at the way his jaw went slack, meeting his gaze when h...’d finished. ‘So… what are we going to do?’ He finally asked, swallowing, his hands trembling as he handed her back the note, the erection in his pants blatantly obvious. ‘Exactly what she asked, George.’ That night, she let him fuck her, just as he’d wanted to do to their beautiful neighbor, bent over the table, his cock buried deep in her ass.. I gently sucked on her small breasts, sucking them entirely into my mouth. Her hands pulled my head to her. Her moans assured me that she was enjoying it as much as I. I rotated from one breast to the other, then moved down. I honestly had no clue what I was about to do, I just knew I wanted to taste her. I nestled between her thin legs. I ran my finger up her slit. She was so wet. I used my fingers to open her lip and lowered my face and licked her clit. She instantly jerked. I placed my hands. Carol sensed that the husband appreciated that she would let him touch her in such a private and pleasurable way. It was like a gift she was giving him and he was honored to accept the gift. She had never felt that any of the younger boys she had been with had been grateful for or appreciated what she had given to them. To those boys, she was a trophy; something to conquer; a means of self gratification; something and someone about whom they would tell their friends. To the husband, she was. Let's get down to the Control Room and watch the show fromthere. I hope Christina pulls this off." Simon turned away as thelimousine drove off.Jennifer appraised Christina as they drove quietly and effortlessly inthe electric car."You can easily pass as Elite the way you're dressed and with yoursophisticated demeanour," Jennifer said."What makes you think that I'm not Elite?" Christina turned toJennifer and raised her brows."Gak! What is an Elite doing being a member of The Movement? .