I truly got aroused making people happy through sex. We stroked him and he felt us for a few more moments, all of us breathing deeply. Then June had a...n idea. “June, if you'll check the hall, I'll give Mr. Johnson one of our extra special treatments. He deserves one, don't you think?”“Yes, Lois, I agree. Mr. Johnson, you're in good hands…or should I say good lips?” Impulsively, I kissed him. He gave my breasts a last squeeze and said, “Thank you so much, girlie.” June took over the stroking as I. He roughly pushes in two fingers and Bertha pushes back on to them. She demands to be taken by Mellors and now. But Mellors, having brought her back to her feet strikes her again with the cane and again. Berthas bottom ripples with each stroke and she yells out. Again she buckles and Mellors this time insets three fingers, filling Berthas fanny. This time her fanny is wet with a sticky fluid and Bertha begs for the caning to stop and for Mellors to fuck her. Her language is common and her. Jack reaches around, his lips on my neck, to unhook my bra. His mouth trails from my ear to my jaw to my collarbone, then down, kissing my right nipple before tracing it with his tongue, and then taking it into his mouth and gently sucking it. He cups my left breast in his hand, stroking his thumb across the nipple. My breath is coming fast and heavy now, my whole body ultra-sensitive, my sex craving his touch. Breaking away from the kiss, I take his hand from my breast and place it over my. He had connections in the highest of places and could subtly influence the outcome of big cases: M&A's, Sarb-Ox compliance, shareholder derivatives suits-with little more than a phone call. These "private accounts" were handled by me alone, and I'd foolishly started ?borrowing? now and then. After all it was dirty money, and given the funds were illicit I figured he'd never say anything for fear I'd "out" his scam to the other partners. I grew bolder with time, and soon a brief but intense.