Getting up, I walked over to the door next to her desk and entered theinner sanctum, wondering how they could afford such opulent offices whenthey cha...ged next to nothing for their services."Ah, Mr Landry," said Ms Morgan, rising from behind her own desk to greetme, "I'm glad you could make it this afternoon."Fay Morgan was the owner and CEO of Camelot Connections, a pale-skinned,raven-haired beauty who radiated confidence and purpose. She was dressedin a business like navy blue skirt-suit, a. He said uve taken a long time to get paint and I just explained that Andrea couldn't make her mind up about the paint colours.He then told me that she was a fat useless bitch and started to laugh. I didn't laugh as the phone was on loudspeaker and Andrea heard every word.She then lit up a cigarette and mouthed the word bastard as I continued to talk to him.Andrea then reached into my jeans and put my cock into her mouth and started wanking me off inbetween taking drags off her cigarette.Gareth. She opened her own legs and thrust Kitty’s hand into her naked crotch. Kitty slid a finger into her new friend’s hairy slit and found entrance into her honey hole. Kitty broke the kiss and introduced herself and Red. “I am, believe it or not, Ebony,” the black goddess said. “I am James if you ladies care,” James said reaching over and cupping Red’s ass. “Oh I care a lot.” Red said climbing into James’ lap. “We are here looking for an open minded couple to join us and a male friend for an. Once we put the table in her car I offered to build the furniture myself free of charge. She smiled gave me a wink, and then drove away. Besides the miniskirt lady, there was also another hot chick that shops at my store. She's a little under 5 feet and just the most unbelievable ass I have ever seen. I think she was Brazilian. Although I am still fairly young she was just way below an age group I should talk to. All the guys at the store would just drool over this girl and I even over heard.