John opened his eye to look at why she had stopped. She had her head on his leg and his dick was covering her eyes. She still had that smile. John cou...dn’t take it anymore “why did you stop?” Rose’s smile grew even wider revealing two sharp canines and as she spoke she let her voluptuous lips curve around ever word “ Darling, I want you the beg me” John head was in a fog from the pleasure and could not relive his mouth of the words that he so desperately wanted to say. He felt her hand slide. " As I start to beg you put two fingers in and fuck your pussy. Slow and deep, as you are still flicking your tongue over my clit. " Please daddy, please let me cum" You stop," You want to cum for Daddy? Yes cum for me I want to feel it and do not try to run. Stay there, and cum on my face. I want to hear you, and you better tell me when you start. Do you understand?" I groan, as I am so close it is hard to answer. You fuck my pussy harder. "Do you understand? Answer me bitch or I am gonna not. Wondering to herself why she should feel bad about it when Jenna came in to work late every day. Wondering how she got away with it. ‘Well I am afraid I’m going to have to write you up Monica, and it’s a three day suspension for being that late. Company policy,’ Tim Jones told her. While she gasped in shock, he was taking out the proper paperwork for her to acknowledge and sign. Three copies. One for HR, one for the bank, and one for corporate. Overcoming her shock, Monica spoke up. ‘This. She rubbed it up against Dan’s shaft and told me to push. With a little pressure I slid into her hot, juicing cunt. It was mind-blowing. I felt the warmth of her pussy flow from my groin and over my whole body. It was like a head rush. Margie groaned/growled “Fuck me!” So we did. It was incredible. My cock slid up and down on Dan’s cock like it was in a groove. Margie was sandwiched between us. I kissed her neck and had my hand on her tit. She was incoherently moaning and whimpering. She was.