’ Lisa heard his deep laugh all the way back to the small office where she sat down, a big smile on her face. * Running up the corridor, the clip bo...ard in her hand, Lisa scurried past the security men and waiting magazine reporters. She had lost the next person on her list, and she was frantically trying to find him. The afternoon was a revolving list of faces, all coming in to interview Mitch or Alicia, both in their respective rented for the afternoon Hotel suites, surrounded by Studio. I can't believe you got everything. How about some Chardonnay?" Bridget inquired."Sounds great!" When Bridget returned to the living room she stood right in front of Jill, who still had her eyes closed."Here, this is for you."Jill sat up and opened her eyes. Not a foot in front of her was Bridget's wet and inviting pussy. Jill smiled and looked up at Bridget. She had taken off her sundress and was wearing only her high-heeled sandals. Her smile was the most inviting thing that Jill had ever. "He pulled on his jeans and grabbed his wallet off the desk. When he turned to greet his friend, he was looking at Tracy Kimball standing in the doorway.He was completely at a loss for words as they just stood looking at each other. Finally, in desperation for something to say, he asked, "Uh, have you had lunch yet?"She couldn't help it, she had to laugh, "Well, I guess that's as good an opener as any. No, Charlie, I haven't had lunch. Are you inviting me?"He grinned, embarrassed. "I'm sorry.. After a long hard day at work, Marie always felt that strong rush in-between her legs whenever her lover would initially put his mouth on her pussy. The brunette's heart would beat faster as her breaths became deeper, she couldn't help herself."So, I was giving a lecture today in class and out of nowhere, I was accused of being a racist," said Marie, as Von would keep eating the brunette out."I mean really, we were arguing over whether or not the president should be fired, and I get called a.