Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse, letting it hang open as she slipped her skirt down her thighs. She handed both garments over at Mr. David's out stre...ched hand. He threw them onto his desk, far out of her range. She stood before him in a lacy white bra and a barely-there thong with her arms crossed in an attempt to cover her breasts. "Now come closer. Let me look at you." She stumbled forward, standing between his spread thighs. He pulled her arms away from her chest, running his fingers over. As I reached her, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me pulling me in tight so I could feel her body pressed against mine. ‘Tim, how are you I haven’t seen you for years.’, she said. We continued talking for the next half an hour, making polite conversation. But slowly as the night wore on and we began to drink more and more, the conversation became increasingly flirty. After a particularly biting round of shots Venetia looked at me with a glint in her eye, ‘You know what, my husbands on. With every stroke of him, my juices are oozing like a river. I can feel my womanhood at its peaks. We fucked for about 15 min and we are very tired. All this time sunny was on the phone listening to our moans.Me: how was that baby?Sunny: baby you are making me cum on the phone itself.Sunny: I think both of you are tired, there is a pond with in 5 min. Go there and take a bath.We continued our ride, as I was riding he started to poke his hands into my pussy and fingerfuck me. We reached the pond. "Marco made a bequest," CPT Mackay told her. "CPL Petersen is your new sponsor." Ned." Dolores' eyes shifted to Ned's. "I'm as good as dead." Not this time," Ned promised. "Trust me." Dolores just looked away. Ned was miserable; she was even more desirable with a swollen belly! He owed her -- and by God he was going to make it right! "I'll be back tomorrow. Pack your things -- you're moving to my pod then." Ned, if you can't..." Dolores began."No, I'm going to take charge. Judy is gonna have to.