"I'm sorry, but Mr. Strauss is unavailable. I've informed him you're here and he'll let you know when he can see you."David had come and sat down. Eve...tually, it was close to nine-thirty and there'd still been no word from Strauss. Finally, only minutes from when they were supposed to meet the judge, David got up again and tried to get the secretary to get Strauss."He said he'd inform me when he's ready to see you," she said, her voice unpleasant. "I'm sorry that he's running late." He's going. I don’t have them as regularly as he has his fantasies, and they’re not visual like his are, they’re more intense feelings wrapped around a scenario, realistic or not, that suddenly strikes me as amazingly hot.So there’s Patrick sitting in a meeting where negotiations are delicate and critical, and I sext him my over-the-top fantasy.“Me. Naked. You and three others – naked. One on each breast, licking, sucking, playing. One inside me, fucking me and one sucking and playing with my clit. Which. All this while Joe was still fucking me from behind. Joe then said, "Looks like that old man wants you next." while laughing and continuing to fuck my pussy hard.My moans of pleasure were louder than my prior screams of pain. I would simultaneously pound my ass towards Joe while he thrusts his cock deep into my pussy as this middle-aged white man continued to suck and play with my titties.After another 10 minutes of high intensity, dirty talking, tit sucking, and nasty hardcore fucking, I felt. The panties happen to be my favorite ones, black and lacey, and they hug her ass so perfectly that I can't ever resist her when she is wearing them. I walk over to her without her noticing and I grab her by the hips. She stands up straight and wraps her arms around my neck, leans back and kisses me long and passionately as I run my hands up and down her half-exposed body. She breaks the kiss, gets close to my ear and moans, "We can't darling, the dinner will burn." But this comment just puts.