Her head pulled back, her eyes flew open, and she sucked in a long, shuddering breath. Her eyes briefly focused on Tom’s, then they glazed over as h...er orgasm exploded in her groin, filling her with an ecstasy that spread from her belly up to her chest, her head, and radiated out to her fingertips. Tom glanced down at his thrashing lover beneath him, felt her vagina pulse around him as her eyes bore into his, filled with lust and love, and his balls gave up the fight.Tom felt the gigantic. ‘Conservative is how I run this division, Greg. I’m careful. That’s how we’re all still here, employed.’ She replied, lowering her voice, staring him down. In control, even now, as he challenged, pushed. ‘You’ll feel differently soon, but by then it’ll be too late.’ He told her, clipping his words, jaw clenched. His eyes smoldered, a narrow brown band of iris encircling his dilated pupils. Nostrils quivering. Joyce matched his stare, cold blue and unwavering. In command. Greg broke, looked. Remember that I at least don’t intend to remain in this profession all my life!’ His relaxed, to her eyes lazy, attitude provoked her to her old independence. She would not be told how to conduct their affairs if it was so clearly ill-considered. Her mood was not helped by the frustration she was still feeling after the morning’s denial of release. They argued back and forth, but Terence had to admit their ultimate aim was to build up funds for their different purposes, and they should not use. She seemed in a fey mood. Her eyes were bright, and herface flushed, and with a sinking feeling he wondered ifsomething was going on. He remembered they had madelove to Angel last week and found her wet and veryslick inside. He had idly speculated that someone elsehad already fucked her, and he was experiencing whatwas known as ‘sloppy seconds’! He had dismissed thethought as ludicrous, but the idea had kept coming backto him.He wondered if tonight, if she was willing to let.