"I don't wear sweats all the time." So what did you want to talk about" I ask. DeSean pulls out a chair and sits down. He signals the bartender for t...wo more drinks. "Like I said on the phone. I might be interested in switching marketing firms and you coincidentally enough work at a very respected firm. But first if you are going to be working for me I want to get to know you. Beyond what I read online and a couple other contacts. I mean I know your married and have two k**s, a career, a house. You had even thought about maybe going to one of them but it had never been just the sex that had interested you with them.Whilst you would never admit it the only time you had paid to spend time near one of them was when you went to a theme park. They had them all built to be perfect representations of various characters from cartoons and tv shows. Not some actor that looked close enough but the character made flesh. As you had watched them move around the memories of teenage fantasies had. Everything they did seemedto be in slow motion; kissing,caressing; every movement was slow and gentle. He unzipped herjeans and pulledthem down for her, making sure tocaress her perfect ass along theway. She kicked them off the rest ofthe way and stradled him again. He rolled her over again, because hewanted to be on top and in control.He stopped kissing her and lookedstraight into her eyes. She staredback, and in that moment, theyboth knew what would happen next. She undid his jeans, and. Violet grinned and slipped out of her own shirt, to her sister’s pleasure. She had been angling for a view of these bare breasts for months and months! Kathleen looked down at the monster disappearing up into her lower abdomen. “Let’s see how much I can fit into me.” Violet watched as Kath pressed down with her hips. A couple more inches pushed up into her, but that was all; she distinctly felt the head of the monster cock pushing up into her stomach area, which was an incredibly hot.