If it hadn’t been for him, she thought to herself, they’d be working 24 hours a day. The fact is that Sasha loved working with T. He was funny an...d articulate. So efficient. He was handsome, too. And yet, sitting there in his office, he seemed so lonely. Night after night, T would be among the last to go back to the hotel. Sasha could see him through his office window, his sad, brown eyes staring into space for a moment as if lost in thought, thinking about his family back at home, then turning. Chris laying on top of Monica, holding her hands above her head as his body rocked back and forth on hers. Monica, adding to the movement with rhyme. Monica could feel the hardness of Chris’s manhood rise with every rocking move. Eric’s kissing was making Terra so moist and wanting him seductively. His body caressing Terras’ as she moans with delight. Chris removes Monica light blue top, reveling her sweet mounds of spirit. Chris slowly moves his hot wet tongue, to her nipples, sucking and. ’ ‘Sorry. Yes, I’m a fan, but I promise not to bother you and as for your living next door, you seem nice enough and your Dad was a friend. Is it okay if I say that you’re a very beautiful woman, JJ Adams?’ The first full smile he had seen JJ make crossed her beautiful face and he thought he detected those brown eyes dancing just a bit. ‘Yes, it’s very okay, Trace Winston, thank you. You can call me Jessica. You know what it is I do, what do you do?’ ‘I’m a writer.’ Jessica’s hand flew to her. Ian swallowed hard as, once again; he felt the softness of her body. It was enough to drive him mad. His hand moved to his head to run his long fingers though his thick black hair. “Tera…” he said with warning Her hand was on his face before he could even register any movement. Her thumb brushed against his lips. “Just one…? Please? For your sister.”“Because you’re my sister, I’m not going to do that.” The thumb brushed his mouth. Ian’s hot breath poured over the probing digit from the slight.