I smiled from under my hood. " there's still a bit left. Looks like daddy needs to clean it up " she gave me a worried look and shook her head. I move...d down and spit on her pussy to get it really wet. She moaned and I started licking her pussy clean. Her head dropped back and she moaned and struggled. " please daddy. Please fuck " she begged me as I stuck my tongue in her pussy and tongue fucked her. Her legs still struggling to close and twitching I smiled and looked up at her. As I sucked her. The views are stunning, and she felt like high society every time she dined there. When Sunday morning came, Richard showed up with the hired limo and off they went to the airport. Eric was still sleeping, so she gave him a quick peck before hurrying out the door. When Sandy checked into her suite at the Waldorf Astoria—another surprise from Richard—she kicked off her shoes, laid on the bed, and thought about the wonderful flight with free-flowing champagne, the long talks about life and. Smiling up at her, his nimble fingers undoing the lacings. Smiling at him, she leans back onto her hands, breathing deep. The short man looks shocked before scrambling up to grab her right foot and removing her shoe. Their fingers hook into her socks and slide them down. Hands sliding up inside her pants, hot hands against hot legs. She parts her them slightly, before reaching for the button on her pants. Stopping in the middle of pulling down her zipper, she points at the cabin door. The tall. ." Well what, Josh?" Marty asked, but then his facial expression changed some. "Surely you never thought ... Dam it, you did, didn't you? You thought that the only way to the top in this company as if you were Jewish or kissed the right persons arse, didn't you?" -- "Bleeding hell, you disappoint me, Josh."Marty stopped speaking for a few moments and sat there with a thoughtful expression on his face; but then the smiled returned again. "Sorry, yeah. I suppose that from where you've been.