His daughter began to probe and work it against her anus, and the tensed muscles of Roger's stomach stood out as he strained forward. It was worming i...s way into her and he could feel it! It looked like a giant battering ram as it tried to force its lewd entry into the portals of his daughter's quivering behind. He clenched his eyes tightly shut as the straining nether ring gave way at once before the hard pressure and the hotly throbbing head popped up inside with a sudden obscene. Was this more nonsense about Fairfax and his mental breakdown?“What on Earth do they have to be afraid of?” Ethan demanded, planting his hands on his hips.“We hear noises on the higher floors,” one of the janitors explained. She was a short woman with long, curly hair, her accent perhaps Cuban or Puerto Rican.“This is a very old building,” Ethan explained, “it’s bound to make noises. Creaking floors, rattling vents, gurgling pipes. Some of the systems are nearly a hundred years old. High-rises. Amy had another glass of wine after dinner. Then they had the awards, and she had another glass, so I started to keep an eye on her. After the awards, it was time for music and dancing, and she had another glass, but she behaved herself.We were on the dance floor most of the time. Finally, during one slow dance, she was grinding against me provocatively, when she lifted her head off my shoulder and said, "I think we need to leave. Unless you want me to fuck you right here on the dance floor.. Even his upper body was in great shape, none of the middle aged spread that so many other businessmen had to deal with, no double chins. His shoulders were broad and the polo shirt showed off the planes of his chest muscles well.As Betty started to look away, feeling a little self-conscious at looking over both her boss, and the father of her long time friend, her eyes floated down his body and got stuck. No way could that be what she was seeing. It looked like he had something stuffed in his.