You slide all the way in, amazed that you're getting away with fucking this slut while she's sleeping, feels so good, hot n tight, you start gently sl...wly fucking her, ohh but it feels so good, n you want to go harder and faster, she's so wet she'll never notice... Your hips start fucking her faster, shoving into her unresisting body, a warm, curvy, squishy body for him to use like a sex doll to masterbate in, to dump his copious load in, he's fucking her hard now, and she's moving, pushing?. . shouldn’t... I mean won't... being employee and employer and after last time... The talk we had about never again... And... I'm sorry I don’t mean to flirt so!" She stammered but he felt her eyes gazing in to her eyes and felt warmth spread throughout her body. His eyes traced from her eyeballs to her mouth and back, even daring to look at her ample bosom as it lay below him. He brought her back up and gave an exaggerated tug pulling her slightly closer into him. "Don't say sorry.... At the end of the week we met up at a layover to fly the last leg of the trip together. He asked if i wanted to join the mile high club on our flight. I was tired and not in the mood and so i told him no without any hesitation. He sighed and nodded and we prepared to board the plane. We were on a late night flight but even though i was not in the mood i had worn a loose low cut shirt that showed my freckled 34D cleavage nicely and some stretch tight pants that left little of the rest of my. " the phone went silent. Jordan shook her head. She sent a text to Andrew. "Hi. Just talked to Nymphet, lost cause. Sorry." she slipped the phone into her pocket, then closed and locked up the unit. She was hungry, so she went over to one of the many small restaurants. As she began to eat, her phone buzzed. "Thank you for trying. I have a feeling. I will not see my sister again. Alive," Andrew sent a text back. Jordan read it over and over. Deep down she felt the same. "She was a smart and.