If nothing else happened today I would never be able to sit in the boardroom again without remembering this day. But that was not all. ...Brady came out of the boardroom and by this time I was at my desk trying really hard to act normal. Most of the guys that work with me are anywhere from 10 to 15 years my junior. As he walked pasted my office Brady said he and then headed towards the kitchen area. I tried to stay concentrated on my work but it wasn’t working well. . "Did my slut like the fat man's cum?" Ethan asked. Bonnie vigorously nodded, "yes master."Ethan moved behind her, and down to one knee behind her, focusing the camera on Bonnie's and Bob's union. "Ok get off of his dick now," Ethan said as he zoomed the camera in. Bonnie slowly lifted herself up, Bob's limp dick falling limply onto his jeans. As Bonnie moved forward a little, her pussy lightly spasmed and pushed out a dollop of Bob's cum. It ran down her gaping pussy lips and dripped onto Bob's. One day I was called to Sylvia’s house in Islington for a meeting. It was an elegant, Georgian building, with a large fan light over the imposing double front door. I rang the bell and Tony answered, telling me to come in. The meeting was just the three of us. “It looks like there will be a leadership election in the next few months.” Sylvia didn’t waste time with pleasantries and this bombshell hit me right between the eyes. “Howard Gifford,” this was the Leader of the Opposition, “has said he. His touch on my belly is so unexpected I cry out and my body jerks in heated response. The heat of his hand soaks into my sensitized skin. I become aware of the brush of cool air across my breasts, the cool puckering my nipples. An icy breath flowing across my thighs to tickle the wetness in between. Suddenly the scent of plumeria is nearly overwhelming around me. The smell of burning wax stings my nostrils. He brought my favorite candle. I draw the sweet scent deeply into my lungs and let it.
Read MoreHer mauled breasts rested on mine as we kissed."Eat some pussy!" Bones called out.Grace smiled, her tears had stopped, and she flipped around. Her pus
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