“I know,” Natalia answered, “especially if it involves dirty money.”Ellen kept her eyes lingering a little longer at the beautiful face of her...friend, hoping she had convinced about the severity of her remark.Suddenly the door opened and Gregory stood impatiently in the opening.“Are the ladies finished chatting?” He asked curtly.“Gregory,” Ellen responded calmly as if nothing was wrong, “How nice to open the door for us.”Natalia couldn’t keep the giggle from escaping her lips as she saw the. It dawned on me that he thought he was in bed with mom and I just could not stop him it felt so good.When he started rubbing my pussy, my body took over and I could not have stopped if I had wanted to at that point. I was fucking his hand and enjoying every second of it. Then he pulled out and I didn’t want him to and tried push back on his fingers when his finger went in my poop hole. I had not even put my finger there before but it felt really good. Soon he was finger fucking my poop hole and. Both women had learned, too, that sometimes, when Bobby was very rough with them, it was deliciously fun. Whoever got him all night was fortunate enough, in her own mind, that she got to see all the different faces of Bobby’s lovemaking. Rough ... gentle ... sweet ... quick ... maddeningly teasing ... using only his mouth, or fingers ... the variety was as prolific as the orgasms they had with him.After six Friday nights with him, both women were thoroughly addicted.Another member of the Dalton. I'll check with Andy and find out how things went. Apparently you never can be sure with Foster. The man's a total enigma." An old fart," Rudy muttered."An intelligent man, and don't forget it!" Lola said. "He's the head of the company, Rud. Not you or me!" Yeah," Rudy admitted."Another drink?" Lola rose to go to the bar."No. Got to go. Denise is waiting in the car."Lola's eyebrows arched questioningly. "Why didn't you bring her in?" Oh she didn't want to intrude. And besides I wanted to talk.