Linda opened the door.Inside was a small gathering, mostly unfamiliar faces. Linda was embarrassed. She blushed and nearly stammered as five or six pa...rs of eyes, including Frankie Antonelli’s, turned to her. She caught her breath.The three women present merely grunted and looked away. Linda sensed the intrusion of a pretty woman — herself — on their territory. The men smiled tolerantly. One was Mr. Hartman, the teacher and company director, whom she knew. He always smiled pleasantly in church,. He pre-cums a bit on her wrest just above the palm. he kisses down her breasts focusing on the sensitive nipples and takes a large handful in to his mouth... gently moistening it and her as he feels threw her paints pressed against his body. He moves down kissing every inch down her path; he pinches the top of her panties and pull them down between his teeth, and guiding them with his hands. returning to eye level with her he brushes his penis by her inner thigh. she quivers, he becomes a. It gave me added kick.....Those hands all over my body and their passionate kisses made me almost scream with joy...The session ended with my milking all the hard cocks that came before me..... This became almost a routine with them....Inviting more and more---to join in the fun......And some of them total strangers .. On a few occasions they invited young gals to share seats by my side and allowed them to feel me........Once I could see Reena our classmate, sit by my side and exploring. So it hurt me a lot to find out that I would have to sell it to fake company run by the Hilton family. I was to finalize the sale this morning. I grudgingly walked into my office when I received a phone call to come to one of the penthouse suite. I went from upset to mad since the Hilton family would force me to jump through hoops. I slammed the phone down and stormed out of the office. I took the elevator to the penthouse suite. I knocked on the door, and a maid opens the door. She shows me in.