As the sound of Rena's footsteps faded down the hallway, I became aware again of Sandra's now somewhat subdued crying. I turned to her, still a little... stunned by Rena's blow-up, and said, "Sandra, I'm sorry, I—" No, I'm sorry, Tom," she cut me off. "I didn't know what I was interrupting." Nah, it's okay," I lied, badly, "we were just studying."Then Sandra's crying turned to a half-laugh, half-giggle. She pointed at my still-persistent hard-on tenting my sweats and said, "Yeah, I can see that.". "You are desperate to be fucked aren't you?" Zosia says laughing. I moan in agreement. "I bet you would like something bigger and longer than what we have been using wouldn't you?" I would master!" I say as the head of her cock toys with my hole. "Something more realistic too I'm sure." "Anything that you want master." You crave a big strong cock pumping in and out of your tight hole." Zosia says as she slides her 6 inch cock into me. "Making you scream with pleasure and pain. Relentlessly. ‘I’m sure you know I am married as well. There is no hope for a merger between us but there may be peace.’ Whittaker read the missive and crumpled it into a ball. ‘Lies. My daughter would never do that. This is all an excuse so you could marry that Italian whore and take control of her company.’ Jerome stood, towering over the other man. ‘If you call my wife a name like that again, there is no force on earth that will stop me from dismantling your company one brick and plank at a time until you. She was starting to slur her words a bit, “Having this job is important to me. You know that. When the opportunity for it to go full time came up I had to make some choices. There were others competing for the chance so I went back to using my body as a tool. The VP is older with a bitchy wife, so it was easy to get him into my apartment and my pussy. He got hooked so the job was mine.”I spoke up, “Any more to tell me about?” She shook her head. Angrily I continued, “It appears you made some.