He continued saying “Lara, you do trust me don’t you?”I nodded saying “of course I do Jiff, I would do anything you want me to do, without any...questions asked”He said “down the hall, there is the executive room, we have two of our highest bosses in ranks, the General manager, a man in his fifties, and our CEO, a man in his thirties, who happens to be the son of the company owner, they are drinking and enjoying the night in there, I intend to present your gorgeous body as our top, precious treat. Deryck dropped his hands and walked around to face her. Darn he looks good she thought, biting her lip. She was trying to work up some more indignation but she realized all she could concentrate on was the feeling of his hands, ones that were soft yet rough at the same time and smelled so much like him. A scent of soap and shampoo. Ryn shook her head, her cheeks aflame with these foolish thoughts. She turned a cool gaze on him saying, ‘You know, there was no need to dress up on my occasion.’ . . looking like a busker with a guitar case and wearing dark glasses. They smiled at each other warmly.He handed her a small paper bag from which she took out another, new, pair of dark glasses.“Thank you, Tommy!” she said, “What a lovely day ... I’ll be needing these. No need to ask where you’ve been!” He was still smiling.“It’s okay ... it’s for work so it’s tax-deductible! It’s a 1956 Gibson Les Paul Special. It cost a lot of dough, but it’s got a lovely tone and action. The guy in the shop’s. She glanced down again, her body alive with pleasure, and watched her young brother continue to eat her pussy so well. He was licking, kissing, and sucking her slit, lips and clit, and it felt amazing, the pleasure growing with each passing second. "Stick a finger inside me." Molly said in a pleading voice, and gasped as her brother complied, slowly shoving his index finger inside her sacred hole. "Oh fuck, just like that!" Molly moaned as Jack began fingering her, moving his finger in and out.