Before recent events, she hadn’t been interested in anything more than an occasional heavy beating, with a blow-job in there somewhere if he was luc...y. Ever since she’d showed up in the ‘peanut gallery’ of his internet radio show, “Radio Roissy”, he and her crazy had circled each other, his cock wanting it all, his mind screaming out warnings about how fucked up she was.The woman rewrote reality on the fly. He’d heard her tell the same story at a party, five different versions, different in. ” “I see,” said Calley, as she eyed Lisa for a moment before continuing, “a lot of the people who work in this office are gay, so that’s no problem at all!” “From what I see from your application, you would be perfect for the position now open.” “The pay is very competitive, the benefits are great, and there is room for advancement!” “I hope that you will come to work for us here at Cole, Jones, and Epps.” “You mean you’re offering me the job,” asked Lisa? “Can you start tomorrow,” replied. But she DID ask how she could please him. And he had an idea…He knelt down in front of her. He spread her legs and moved between her open thighs. "W-what are you doing, my lord?" she asked uncertainly.He didn't answer her question with words, only with actions. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to the front edge of the sofa and leaned her back. Then he got down between her legs and with a hand at each side of her slit he parted her swollen pink pussy lips.He looked into her pink wet hole,. I unbuttoned them and she shook her hips and allowed them to fall to the floor. My kisses were having the desired affect as my hand found her panty clad vag and it was already moist. Her thin panties pushed to the side; I entered my sister with a pair of fingers. She tensed for a second until her juices lubed my dry digits and allowed them to slide with less friction.“I almost couldn’t wait any longer,” I groaned into her ear. She responded by pushing her rear back into me harder and grinding.