Her eyes grewwide when she saw the can of lard that I was carrying. "What's the lardfor?" she asked. She knewexactly what it was for and I didn't offe...r anything other than some quietcommands. "I want you to go around to the back of the couch. Then I wantyou to bend over and grab hold of the couch back. I am going to fuck you up theass. Do you understand?" I asked. Shenodded ?No? at the same time that she complied with my order. It was funny tohear her tell me how she would not allow me to fuck. "I'm not preying on girls. I just wanted a closer look at the perfection I saw in those photos. It's only a show. I'm not asking you to give up your virginity to me." I leaned forward and tugged the pillow away from her, trying to further break her resistance.She pulled away from me, still staying on the edge of the couch, unsure of what to do. She knew her reputation would be ruined if she didn't give in to my demand, and would Ashley or her mom even believe that her brother-in-law, the only. The next day they were meeting Ed Bradley for lunch at his office. They finished their shopping in the morning and reached his office building at twelve-thirty. When they reached the thirty-eighth floor of the midtown building, they saw a beautiful doorway with conservative solid-brass lettering that said merely, Edgar W. Bradley and below in much smaller letters the word, Investments. They entered the office and Kris whistled softly at the sumptuous surroundings.Then they checked in with the. Most people were naked throughout the house. You were watching porn on the big screen and also keeping an eye on what couples,(and triples) were doing almost everywhere. I noticed you watching me as Marge sucked my cock, and you gave me a nervous little smile when our eyes met. Marge noticed our exchange, and also saw you were still with your husband and still clothed. I nodded to her when she looked up enquiringly, and we walked over to you.So here we are, face to face, My hands on your hips,.