"Bastard!" she murmured."So, do you fantasize about me when you read his incest stories?" You wish!" exclaimed Tracy. "I just happen to like his style... That's all." I fantasize about you when I read those types of stories." You do?" Tracy looked embarrassed and pleased at the same time. It was a reaction I didn't expect. I'd expected her to express her disgust with me. Maybe I was onto something."Yeah, but the trouble is the male characters all have donkey dicks and the female characters are. Francine got off my lap and stood up. I got out of the chair, picked her up in my arms, and carried her into the bedroom—how romantic is that? Gino and Rita applauded.I laid Francine gently down on the bed and knelt by her. She put her arms round my neck and pulled me into a deep passionate kiss that seemed to last forever, and left both of us gasping."I've been waiting to do that all evening." She said breathlessly. We started kissing again open mouthed, sucking on each other's lips, tongues. Lydia’s tight little anus winked at me, and she giggled over her shoulder when she saw me gaping at her. With my attention ensnared in their perverse joining, they began to move. Lydia rocked with long lithe motions, undulating so that her back arched and her hips shot backward with one motion, then grinding so that her pelvis drove forward and her back bowed with the next. Never had I thought she was capable of such seductive movements, but they came to her naturally, and synced in with her. He remained standing over me, straddling my crossed legs, and playing with my boobs, as he caught his breath. I continued gently rubbing his flacced penis through his slacks as his breathing slowly returned to normal, then gave it a pat and gently pushed him away so I could put my tits back inside my blouse.He sat back down in the chair next to mine, still smiling vapidly, and said, “That was fucking amazing, Vanessa. You can tell your client I’ve agreed to vote against today’s.