The Product Psychologists had come to Chicago to deliberate on the new, mind-blowing product known as Golden Water. Kellogg - General Grocers was prep...red to put a half a billion dollars behind the new product if the Rands gave it their approval. If they approved, two hundred thousand new jobs would be created overnight and countless regional distributorships in America and elsewhere would employ still more thousands and create minor fortunes. The Kellogg - General executives would jet in from. “Ok, sweetie. Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes,” chimed Chris. She couldn’t help that her eyes wandered down his bare, muscled back as it retreated down the hall. Chris vigorously shook her head, trying to clear it of all unholy thoughts. The night before had been an internal battle that kept her awake until the wee hours of the morning. A battle that, though waged internally, had a physical manifestation of the outcome. All night Chris tossed and turned in her bed, trying hard to erase. "Oh yes, that's exactly what I needed" she moaned.As I was steadily pumping in and out of her I noticed something that had escaped me until then: her breasts. She was obviously wearing no bra as I could see her hardened nipples poking through her shirt, moving back and forth with every thrust. I grabbed her shirt and pulled it off. Bea giggled as the cold metal of her guitar necklace touched the sweaty skin between her boobs followed immediately by my mouth kissing and licking all over them. I went to see her DP too, which was her in tank top t-shirt and jeans and posing with her friends.I messaged her on WhatsApp itself, saying nice DP. I have mostly seen her in salwar, and on weekends she does wear casuals, but not such tight tank tops.I then messaged her saying she should dress up like this more often. She was blushing, then she looked up at me. She said she mostly dresses up like this when she’s out with friends, and worries to dress up in casual cos of strict work rules.After.