Barefoot, sliding across the hardwood floor of the bedroom, I pull out a dark fuchsia lace bra and boy short panties. Quickly bending over to pull the...shorts up, with a snap of the waist band in place, I turn to wiggle my ass in the mirror as I hook the bra, adjusting it just right. Moving to the closet, I reach and pull out a loose flowing sleeveless low-cut blouse, the kind you say men look at me in, tugging it over my head. Running my hands over my breast and flatting the top, my bra straps. She seems happy with it “Hmmmm I liked it now you are going to lick my pussy” she moves a bit and her pussy is wet, I smell her odour which makes me terribly excited, then I lick between her pussy lips and I taste her wet juice, mmmm. “Lick more” she says and I lick her all over her lips inside her pussy, suck her lips taste them … after some while I lick her clit “MMMmm yessss” she cries, I continue take her clit between my lips and with the point of my tongue I work het clit. Her body. "Hello, I'm David Fielder senior, my son, David Fielder is a film director here. Would you come this way please?" I followed behind him as he led me to his huge office. David Fielder senior was I guessed, about sixty with grey thinning hair but very distinguished looking. He was the top man at Trident. He ran the business with his two sons, hence the name. I sat in the chair he offered me, opposite his large antique desk."Firstly, thank you for coming along today Ms. Maloney... may I call you. He had the head in before she had stopped shoving her ass back at him,trying to recapture his cock. Dave had held her by her hip on one side and literally by her cunt on theother so that she couldn't dislodge him. He had kept up the rubbing action onher clit continuously so that she couldn't decide if it was painfulor--terribly exciting. Dave continued, in small strokes, to shove his cock back further into herass. She had taken it all. "Like a bitch!" She thought. He had gone into her to the.