"You don't need to be so modest, sweetie." Soraia said, flopping back down in her chair. "You could catch some rays out here in the buff if you want. ... certainly wouldn't mind. You have a lovely body and I'd enjoy seeing more of it." Maybe ... but I'll have to have more wine first," Amy giggled, blushing."Drink up. And maybe this will help get you in the mood. I found some new pics of our elusive target today." Soraia opened the laptop computer on the table and tapped a few keys, then turned. He was introduced to Paul Vincent, a young vice president who had been assigned to be Ryan’s liaison to the company and keep him informed and involved when needed, and to Allison Adams, Paul’s executive assistant who would also be a primary contact for Ryan at the corporate offices. They had lunch with him in the executive lounge, and showed him to his very well-appointed corner office (which did double as a meeting room for the highest level veeps most of the time since Ryan was likely to only. Taking a deep breathe and with a smile on her face she logged on to start her nightly show. ‘Hey babygirl.’ John typed a greeting as soon as he entered her room in free chat. ‘Hey Hombre. How’s ur day?’ And thus begins their daily interaction, where he would chat and engage her with light flirtations and waited for her when she had a private session. However today is a little different. Towards the end of her session, John again entered into private chat with her wanting to spend a few minutes. Her breasts started shrinking, Alene matched her own size to Sabrina’s. Slowly, the woman descended from above into Alene’s embracing arms. “You are something special girl,” she giggled.“So, do I get to fuck you now?” Alene asked and sucked on Sabrina’s right nipple, it was proportioned to her gargantuan breast, easily bigger than Angie’s.“I don’t think I have a say in it any longer,” Sabrina said and wiggled her feet, she was a foot above the ground, held there by Alene’s pole.“Turns out you.