May nodded several times during the conversation but didn't say a word.When Roger finished he asked May, "Will you help me work Lei into the company?"...ay grinned, "Of course. I fully expected that I'd have to assist in training my replacement. As for her qualifications; I don't do the hiring around here. If you feel that she is the person to take my place in this company, I'll do everything that I can to help you." Thank you May. Now you can see why I'm going to miss having you around here.. "I think I've got either. Which would you rather have?" As she questioned the boy, she pushed her arms together, tightening the fabric over her bosom. The effect was immediate, as Devon's erection returned, straining against his jeans."I think Jeff would rather have a Coke," Devon managed, unsure what else he might say.Ella turned back to the dishes but gave one last lingering look at the boy's crotch. "I can see you're less interested in a Coke, but suit yourself. There are some cold drinks in. This isn't just a back alley fuck. You need to learn more". He pulled his veiny, slimy cock out and admired sluts gaping cunt. He the took her hand and started leading further to the alley. At the end there was an opening to pub's backyard porch with middle-aged men. "Here me! She's a slut in training. I'm showing here what she is. Watch and enjoy" he said with his cock hanging outside his trousers. He then crabbed slut to his arms and carryed onto the nearest table. He grunted that she should. “I bet you do. Did your husband ever fuck you this hard before you killed him.”“No,” snarled Abigail. “Pound my ass. Make me cum, then I'll drink every drop of your blood.”“You can try,” laughed the German.His hand pressed on the back of her neck as he pounded his cock in and out of her asshole. Abigail's nipples rasped on the rough floor, adding more delight to her ass fucking. Her hips bucked up into his thrust while her lips ached for blood.It filled the air. She had tasted two of the men..