Ummm…can I…think about it….pleeeeeease….ummmm.” “No” he stated in his commanding voice. “You decide right here and now or you walk out...and we never do business again. Your choice. Your career.” The two sat there staring at each other, but it was clear who had the control. Phillip was the first to speak “Stand up, walk over near that wall or walk out that door and don’t come back.” Carolyn’s mind continued to race, as she stood up. She needed her job, she had rent and other bills to pay. But she. She inched up in his lap and hovered briefly in the air. She brushed the tip of his cock in her fur and worked it just inside her cunt lips. She wrangled it back-and-forth in her muff and then lowered herself down on his pole. They never broke their long stare of lust as they started to slowly rock in the chair. David’s hands ran up her thighs and grabbed her pumping ass. She murmured her pleasure as he pumped upwards while she descended on his pole. David nuzzled her tits and pumped into her. This story was inspired by doorknob22, so thanks to him for his input. As always feedback is welcome. — All characters and events are fictional. Many are illegal, immoral and/or impossible. Never try this in real life. You do not have mental powers. ***** I’m an early riser, always have been. I seem to get by on very little sleep. Which is why, when the sisters leave their rented villa shortly after dawn I have already been up for several hours. Mornings are bright here in Florida so I can see. Anthony and I both smiled and took no time to unbutton our pants and free our boners. We even pulled them down a little to give her better access to our dicks. I wanted better access to her pussy, so I asked her to sit up and pull her pants down too. She pushed them down to her knees. She could now easily spread her legs. I knew I could bring her off and give her an orgasm right there in the booth of this bar. No one was paying attention. People were drinking, dancing, playing pool and no one.