"I can see that." I replied. I walked up to Lori and wrapped my arms around her waist; my hands where cupping her ass cheeks. She planted a kiss on... my lips. Her outfit had sent my heart racing, my blood pumping furiously and as it went straight to my cock. Her warm soft body was pressed against me as her tongue was pressing against my lips to pry them open.I loved the taste of her, the sweetness of her, and the sexiness of her frame against mine. My hands ran up and down her sides, the. I let out a muffled shout, trying desperately to retain some control of this situation, but he seemed to sense my withholding and brought his hand down repeatedly, consistently. Each blow intensified the pain incrementally, and I was once again betrayed by my own lust. My guttural outbursts were by now involuntary and the sound of my own voice contributed to the growing puddle soaking the top of the sofa. “Now Vivian, we’re due for a little crack sealing,” he growled. Grabbing an aching cheek. Due to this I got the idea that she is sexually not satisfied. The office arrange for a picnic program at beach on the coming Sunday and everybody was supposed to be there. We were to reach there on our own. Divya told me that her husband is away and asked me if I can pick her for the picnic and I said ‘why not, I love your company’ , on hearing the reply she gave me a surprising smile ‘ really?’ , I said ‘why not?’ and I could see a light in her eyes.Sunday was cloudy heavily overcastted. I. ’ ‘Where?’ ‘I work in the perfume department at Mark Foys.’ ‘You knew the deceased, Elizabeth . . . Jones, is this correct?’ ‘Who?’ ‘You probably know her as Betty.’ ‘I knew her to talk to but I didn’t associate with her socially, or any of the other girls for that matter.’ ‘Did you know that Betty was pregnant?’ ‘Yes, I heard some of the girls talking about it.’ ‘Did you know that she had planned to have an abortion?’ ‘She asked me if I wanted to buy her dressing table set because she needed.