“Ha-ha,” she replied.“That was a great speech,” I said.“You helped me write it,” she pointed out.“It wasn’t the words,” I countered....“It was the way it was delivered. You’re excited and it showed. It rubbed off on them. It helps that you believe everything you said.”“I do,” Liz said, smiling at me. “And I am excited.”“I could tell,” I answered as I looked down at her chest. Liz’s gaze followed mine then she rolled her eyes at me.She wore a business suit with a knee-length skirt, a white blouse. She stretched and arched her back, bringing her breasts towards Peter's busy hands. Damn but she looked hot. I decided to take control and moved to sit on the arm of the couch by her side. As Peter reached the last button and the blouse fell open I reached in and stroked her breast under her pale blue lacy bra. Her nipple reacted immediately as my hand glided over it.Peter reached up and followed my actions fondling her other breast slowly and gently. Cat leant in to him breathing softly. And lick her he did. Ryan also kissed and licked the sensitive insides of her nylon covered thighs and the bare flesh just above tops.Belinda placed both hands on his head and raised it up."I need you to fuck me," she seemed to command.Ryan was about to reach for the condoms on the nightstand, but she stopped him.'Not this time," she offered.So Ryan commenced pushing his bare cock into her wetness."Fuck me, pretty lady. Fuck me hard," she begged.Ryan complied and commenced to slam into her with. “If you’ve been eating that kind of cooking, you’re stuffing your clothes with rags or something. There’s no way eating that stuff could make muscle.”Bob got a grip on her wrists, and proved that there was muscle in his arms.“Behave!” he ordered.“Says the man who sneaks up on poor innocent girls and watches them as they get dressed.” She stuck out her tongue at him again.“Yeah, go ahead,” he growled. “Stick your tongue out.” He fell, by habit, into something he’d said before, but to his much.