His wife Olga Romanchanko was of 38 years and also was working as Language Interpreter in the project. Mr. Roy our Project Manager deputed me with Mr....Kholmanski to assist him in execution and documentation etc. We had spent most of the time together. As they were our customer our company used to give them dinner parties where we used to have drinks and he used to visit our Project manager who was also staying with his family and we used to meet all in the parties and from my school days I was. Miria reached up to caress her breast, pinching her nipples and moaning, ‘Oh Bastion …Bastion…please…..please….’ Her words caught as her body started to give in to the sensations, his thrust faster, her walls gripping and starting to quiver. Bastion pressed harder against her legs, lifting her, thrusting faster. Miria could hold back no longer, she reached up for his shoulders, gripping them tight, her nails digging in and causing little cuts. Bastion shivered at the slight pain, pushing him. " I heard him say."Give it to me," Robin replied. "Give me that hard cock."For the next five minutes or so he fucked her hard and deep. Robin grunted as he tried to drive her through the mattress. They talked dirty to each other the entire time."You're my whore." He said."Yes." Robin grunted."Tell me!" he demanded."I'm your whore." Robin grunted again."Turn over, I'm going to fuck you like a whore." he said.I could hear them change positions. I heard him ask her for a pillow. Robin's a little. 'Shit,' I thought. 'The caddy master was right.'I looked towards his office and saw him staring at Ms. Clark lecherously, knowing what he was up too. I was surprised the rest of the horn dogs didn't break out into applause when Ms. Clark approached but as she got closer to me I had to admit she was beautiful and her tits were absolutely tremendous in her sweater.I handed over her ball, tee and driver and introduced myself."That's very nice, Tom," she said and I detected a southern drawl..