She gave a long, satisfied moan as he started to pound her hard once more. She seemed to enjoy having a role reversal, him being in charge instead of ...her.He pounded her pussy as hard as he could, each thrust against her made her butt jiggle. She whimpered loudly as he pushed her face into the pillow, trying to give her a taste of her own medicine. She seemed to be enjoying it and was soon shaking as an orgasm overtook her.He pulled his cock from her, letting her calm down from her orgasm. She. “Tamera,” said a man sitting on a couch, looking at papers on a coffeetable in front of him.“Yes,” I said. I just stood there, still feeling embarrassed.“Vice President,” he said. It wasn’t a question and I didn’t respond.No one else said any more, but the man behind the desk stood up and walkedover to me. My eyes were on him: they were all dressed in suits but Icould see at a glance that this man was *really* dressed. As heapproached, another. “Its like my insides are exploding in slow motion. Her brother’s piston pushed out her belly fat in rippling waves of fuck motion. I could either watch and finger myself, get my magic wand and watch, or go to my room and cry until it was my turn.I won’t say what I did. None of them made me feel any better for doing what I had done to Lana.Saturday afternoon, the Bollinger family lay about the house half naked, exhausted. We’d dared ourselves to drain Jerry dry. He had made us fill our pussies. She finished her note by saying Gordon enjoys using the vibrator on her when they make love. They were flying in one week to Vegas to get married.Unfortunately six months later, Mark got a note from Connie saying that Gordon’s heart gave out and he passed away. She extended an invitation to Mark to visit her if he was ever back in the area. Mark responded expressing his condolences and said he would keep her invitation in mind, but there currently weren’t any plans for him to visit the area..