Lucinda burst into the room in a studiedly melodramatic fashion and without aiming a single glance at Alice strode over to the dressing table and slam...ed down an antique silver tray holding a bottle of vintage brandy and a balloon glass. Lucinda picked the chair up and slammed it down hard before planting herself on it, slouching forward and staring at Alice with eyes of silent accusation.Lucinda looked hot, the bitch, thought Alice, drinking in her poutily defiant features. Smoking one of. As he stepped into the elevator, he saw Helen hurrying to catch him beforethe doors closed. He wanted to watch them close on her, but instead hitthe hold button with a pink fingernail.Helen looked angry as she stepped in. "What was that about? Why are youleaving?" I didn't want to interrupt your conversation with your boy friend." Boy friend? What are you talking about?" I saw you holding hands." Yes, you did. I placed my hand on his out of sympathy. He just finishedtelling me that his wife was. It was a bit awkward to get my middle finger of one hand into her pussy and rub her with the other the way we were laying, but we managed. I was just exploring inside her for the places she liked rubbed when I felt her cum. I stopped everything I was doing until she was finished. It was no surprise when she pulled my hands away from her pussy. I thought we were done until she climbed up over me.I watched her face as she moved over my dick trying to find out where to put it. It took her at least. Gibson leaned back against her desk, completely naked, smiling wide, her legs slightly spread, her pink pussy glistening amidst the fur patch. "I'm so proud of all of you! You really worked hard. And I love all this attention. " She paused and asked, "Do any of you want to feel me?" There was a moment of silence as we wondered if she meant it. "It's OK, c'mon up if you'd like!"Steve and Jim were the first ones on their feet, but I was right behind them. Steve reached out and grabbed her right.