You soon return yours attentions to my sopping wet pussy, teasing me, deliberately trying to drive me wild with lust. "Spread your legs, Slave octavia...wider," you me command, and I do so as quickly as I can. I watch you in the mirrors, watch and feel as you remove your hand and then quickly push first one, then a second, finger into my open, waiting pussy. Like a good slave, I make no sound, but I feel my body tense and shudder as you penetrate me hard, fingerfucking my tight little cunt slowly. Anyway, I am going to ask her for a job. It's as much my company asit is hers you know," Anjali stated as a matter of fact.We had reserved a table at a restaurant at the Hilton. Anjali's mother wasalready there and she looked every bit a CEO of large corporation. Whileshe had silver streaks in her hair and was probably a couple of poundsheavier than Anjali, the resemblance was uncanny. There was nothing thatAnjali's father had brought to Anjali's looks. Mrs Mehta was dressed in agorgeous peach. He had the presence of mind not to yell my name, which would have help identify me to witnesses. He did grab my wrist and pulled me straight out the club. I grabbed my heels on the way out, my feet barely touched the ground, he pulled me so hard and fast. "Why the fuck did you do that Marissa?" he yelled at me once we had fled a couple of blocks away and were almost at his car. "That slut took less than two seconds to swarm in on you when I walked away!" I slurred. "It is disrespectful of that. ’ Jennifer changed the tone when she said, ‘You know what, though? I’m confident that, if we’re on our game, we’re as good if not better than anyone else in the world. We would have been on the podium for sure, and I could easily see us winning gold!’ ‘I agree 100% with Jennifer,’ Kellie said. Heather and Amber both thought about their skip’s and vice’s words. ‘Sorry if I made it sound like I was downplaying our chances,’ Heather said. ‘I believe in us!’ ‘So do I!’ Amber added. ‘I apologize if.