As Karen had observed, she looked immaculate as always. She was not in uniform but wore a pair of black tailored trousers and a dark grey blouse under...a black jacket. “Have you said anything, anything at all to the papers?”Prosser shook her head, “Nothing.”“I had a call from that bitch Curzon today. They know about our trip.”“Jesus, Marion, how could you have let that slip?”Curzon raised a warning eyebrow. “Watch your mouth, bitch. I didn’t let anything slip.” She wasn’t entirely sure about. “I don’t think that’s what you just asked about, though,” he said. “You have all those things, by the way. Tiffany only gets the first three, though.”“Like you don’t desire this hot body,” Tiffany joked, sticking her scrawny chest outward.“OK, I do,” Phil admitted. “I think you’re very attractive and I really like the way you walk. It’s sensual, I guess. Then there is your beautiful face and your wonderfully expressive smile. Still, it probably wasn’t the best idea to admit that while my. “Malik, I think it’s your turn to get that ass, my nigga,” he said. “Tear that booty up.”Malik puckered his lips and made kissing noises at Jerry before moving behind him. He smacked his butt cheeks a couple of times before pressing his 9-½ inch cock up to Jerry’s hole.“Let’s see how he likes dark meat,” he said, and he started to shove his big dick up Jerry’s ass. Jerry screamed loudly again; his hole had contracted from not being fucked for a while and from the pain of the whipping and. Wrapping my arms around your thighs, my fingers find your panties and I tug them aside, leaving them on but exposing your dripping wet pussy to my thirsty tongue.My tongue lashes through your wet slit tasting every part of it, as you moan into my pussy, using it to muffle your cries as we lose ourselves in your conference room. Your legs begin to shake immediately as my tongue zeros in on your clit…and my fingers slip inside you…my other fingers grabbing your ass cheek and spreading it open…you.