’ Coffee beside us, we read through the PDF file on the screen. ‘It would appear as if she can’t do what she is doing without changing the artic...es. Her father must have thought that something like this would happen, otherwise why would he have had that clause inserted?’ I said around a mouthful of sticky bun. ‘What do you know about her father?’ Peta asked. ‘Not a lot. Martin is the man to ask.’ ‘Who holds the other shares, the ones that she doesn’t own?’ ‘Martin has some of them, and there is. Julie stood up to her introduce her to the guests who'd arrived. "People," she said loudly, waiting until conversation had stopped."This gorgeous creature," she said, with her arm around my waist, "....is Suzanne."There were seven others, sitting along the long modular couch, in chairsand standing. Side by side, Julie and I stood there in the center ofthe room as she named off each guest. It was a fun, mixed group. Theyall seemed smart and successful. Everyone was in a good mood. ..problems”The Chief opened a file and showed the blonde agent Tammi’s profile. Tammi was a bigger girl but not fat. “Thick” was what the black boys called it. And boy did they call it. Tammi’s profile read like a who’s who of local black boys that had had their turn on the voluptuous redheaded teen. “And the other two are willingly having unsanctioned sex with disgusting white peepees”? Trixie asked between deep throat attempts. She almost got it this last time before gagging and spewing drool. The last thing I felt on my balls before they went completely numb from the symphony of slaps was her cum running down them.She was unusually silent except for her breaths, but I knew every time she opened her eyes, she was enjoying the ride, not knowing or caring where any of this had come from. It only came to an end when she started to squeeze me harder than I thought she could━the silence was broken with a moan to match.Her legs no longer wrapped around me, she temporarily had little.