She sat, pulled down the hem of her stylishly short skirt, smiled, sat up very straight and answered questions, thrusting out her impressive chest and...crossing her booted legs, chatting happily about her good education and her skimpy work experience."Now, Miss Taylor," the man was saying as he shuffled papers and tried not to look at her dark green eyes, "you understand this job will probably involve some travel."She nodded. "No problem. I'm not married or anything." She had tried living with a. His slim tapered waist that flared naturally out to hisboyishly lean hips and tight round buttocks was impossible to stay awayfrom. And his cock, which still hardened to its full 8", was the mostbeautiful thing she had ever seen or sucked or fucked.But best of all was that Jenn's transformation had brought out the bitch inhim: A complete and total dominant bitchiness and disdain for men that onlymatched her own yet seemed entirely natural and thus all the more convincingto his needy masochistic. I kept on wanking the shaft, and felt even more juice runnig up it, by the time he'd finishedit was just about the biggest load I have ever seen. It nearly filled the thing. Now I don't always think about what I'm saying, and the effect it might have. I was practically... I Looked like a teenager, particularly in work clothes, and I was on myknees having wanked off a very happily married man, who was in his forties. He probablyhadn't seen another woman naked for twenty years.So WHY did I have. “Why don’t we take... ?” Paul started to say, only to be interrupted by an emphatic, “No, leave it!” from the panting, lust-crazed female trying to impale herself on his shaft.A moment later, holding his member with both hands and loving the weight of it Jade guided him into her slick, steaming pussy, ripping her expensive green dress irreparably in the process.She came the first time on the sixth stroke, and again on the fourteenth. It was only then that he was able to take a moment---still.