Paul hardly needed the former instruction, but the latter came as a sobering reminder. With his hand now firmly locked upon her hip to hold her steady... he began to thrust against her, gently, then with added vigor. He increased his pace at an almost imperceptible rate, watching for any cue of disapproval from Marcy. Eventually he plateaued at a pace that was immensely pleasurable, but also didn't feel like it would push him towards a quick orgasm. If he wanted to be more energetic, his fear of. I had fired secretaries for less than this.I had noticed as the month wore on that Anne was becoming more and more meek in her responses to me after each reprimand in my office.So this morning I called her in to my office for the twelfth time.“Do you know why I called you in Anne?”“No Jessica?”“It’s the typing again, you keep making so many mistakes,”“I’m sorry,”“Anne, I can’t put up with it any longer, you are costing me money,”“Please, I need this job!”Anne started to cry and something inside. Even though I was physically and mentally tired, I invited her in and politely asked her what she wanted and if it had anything to do with our contract negotiations. She smiled and said this was strictly pleasure and she wanted me. I told her I was married and she said that didn’t matter. Then I told her that I never fool around with my wife’s permission and she told me to get it. It was obvious from earlier at dinner and now that Ingrid was a very determined woman who was used to getting what. I can feel the heat emitting from your pussy on my face, as my lips continue to suck on the creamy skin of your thighs, and I can sense the flow of your juices as they drip onto the bed, a waste when all that delicious nectar could be working its way over my tongue, and down my throat. I waste no time in moving my mouth over your mound, lapping the sweetness up into my mouth, my smooth tongue running its course from your dripping hole to your quivering bud, running my tongue several times.