She looks to her Master and then proceeds to just romp across the platform. Leaping a little. Rolling around to stick her hands and feet into the air....Laying spread in the middle. Seeing all the eyes on her. 2 dozen people starting right at her wet pink drippy pussy. She almost cums thinking about it.Then she gets an idea. She rolls up to all fours and then sits on her knees. She really looks at the crowd. Looking at each face in turn. Then she spots a guy. Kind big. She crawls over to the edge. "She's got a real sweet pussy." Tom stiffened with anger. Everything else disappeared except a sudden murderous rage that made him tremble. He wanted to swing a roundhouse right and smash the other man's jaw. But some shred of reason remained, enough to restrain him. He realized that Jack was young and strong enough to shake off any blow he might throw, and it would be frightful to introduce sudden v******e when Laura was so vulnerable, opening herself to be impregnated. If Jack saw how angry. "Oh, you backstabbing bastard," Wade laughed. Vernon shrugged. "I never claimed to be perfect. I leave things like that to Ms.Made back there." The two finished the long corridor by passing throughanother set of large, oak doors. This set led direct into the largeoffice of Morris Fueller. Fueller sat behind his desk, a smile less perfect than thesecretary but obviously worked on by his finest scientists. The officewas big, windowless, and dimly lit, making it seem like a library fromthe Middle. When Melanie saw Henrietta give her the nod to come over, she took a deep breath. She was actually about to meet Jervonte."Mr. Jervonte, Melanie here will show you up to the penthouse suite," Henrietta told him.“It’s a real pleasure to meet you Mr. Jervonte.” Melanie smiled. She couldn’t fathom how he could be even better looking in real life.“Nice to meet you.” Jervonte was quite taken by her beautiful smile.“I hope you will have a pleasant stay at the resort Mr. Jervonte, and if there is.