I also had a fuck-buddy I'd discovered; an attractive girl who worked at the studio making one of my books into a movie. We all claimed fatigue and je...t lag as an excuse, but I knew there was something deeper going on.I guess our worst traits came out that day. We weren't speaking to each other by late afternoon. Anna and Abby had finished off two bottles of wine between them; each had a buzz on. I guessed that they each had some weed stashed somewhere too. I was feeling bitter, and realized for. I was there to give the opening keynote about my first business book. It was the end of the spring conference season, and my last business trip for the next three months. After my talk I was met with the usual group of people interested in chatting; I smiled and chatted automatically, distractedly the compact, sexy blond striding toward me, radiating energy and sex. I had seen her in the audience, her scarlet dress making her stand out amidst the plain greys and blacks of the crowd.As I spoke,. When he glanced up, he could see the flush in her cheeks. He wanted more. He wanted her to come. Randy sucked her hood and pulled it in - his upper lip pressing against her clitoral shaft. She cried out and arched her back from the sensation - and then again when he sucked hard and rolled her clit with his tongue as rapidly as he could manage.Emma let out a squeal and then cried out in a voice that grew louder and higher in pitch with every exclamation, “Yes. Yes. Right there. Like that. Don’t. I saw the two, and proceed to challenge the asshole for her. He said, “bring it!” I beat his ass as I let instinct and rage take over. “My girl will never be abused by you again, asshole.” I thought to myself. I won, and the guy fled. I picked her up, and carried her in my arms. She was beat up and bruised badly. She said, in her weakness, “thanks, Marcus.” I took her to my home, and set her on my bed, as I proceeded to sleep on the floor after I had tucked her in. A while later, she.