José didn’t have a body like this to exhibit, having only his youth as his only advantage. Oh, she thought, Benigno is superior by a great...extent. Mary was longing to continue with this. Next, she thought, the cocksman, or the good cock hound, would be the ardent copulator here. She didn’t wait to beg Benigno to fuck her, and no longer faked she was an innocent girl. Suddenly, she stopped to consider the monster cock, in fact, thicker and longer than her young husband’s. It looked. I stroked her hair and held her tight. We stayedlike that, not talking, just comforting each other. I was so tired thatI simply said, "Thank you, Nin, for everything," and as my head hit thepillow I was asleep in seconds. I woke once to find Nin curled around meand I loved the feel of her warm body against mine through the softmaterial of the night dress. I hugged her closer, and she stirred butdidn't wake, and for a while I lay there listening to her breathinggently.I felt somehow closer to. Sasha's heart tripped. She smiled and nodded, her mind almost yelling in excitement, 'Yes! At last! Yes!'In bed, hugging her pillow with one arm, her mind full of her fantasy with Dad, Sasha touched herself, her fingers easing into her panties to touch her pussy. She let her imagination take her away, all the way into his bed, loved by Dad, together at last.Finger slippery from her arousal, Sasha strummed her clit, pressure building. Urgency emerged, her hips moving, humping. Eyes closed. Some of the names recalled memories of the last cuts as workers promised anything to hold on to their jobs."Ah yes, Fisk" mused Richard as the next file opened.Richard wondered if Fisk was still married to that firey red head who had been fucked by several of the old men on the directors board just to help her husband keep his job. Why these middle management people over committed themselves and ended up in debt with houses, cars and expensive schools for their kids. This just left them open to.