Jennifer either knew what had happened or Katie had let her know. She stopped fucking my ass and demanded, “You fucking whore, on your knees and lic...k it ALL up. I can’t believe you did that.” Thinking I might have blown it, I dropped down and slurped everything I could get. I was so close; I couldn’t get shot down now! I felt the wrist restraints being undone. Jennifer ordered me on the bed, missionary style. I laid back on the bed, on my back, knees pulled up. She fastened the wrist. She was always so lovely and always smiling. A mutual friend who knew us both invited us out for drinks. Little did either of us know she was going to leave us alone together right next to a hotel - and when it was time to go, we were both missing our cars keys finding only a note that we would get them back in the morning. Divi was gorgeous, and after a few drinks, she became even more attractive. We decided to stay at the hotel, primly each getting a room and as we were walking towards our. “Hey Ted,” the man said, “Stop grinning like a moron and let’s go have some lunch. You know the boss doesn’t want us to look happy.” Getting up from his desk, Ted was thinking, “Lunch time already? Where has the day gone?” While having lunch with three coworkers, Ted’s mind kept going back to what had happened with Michelle in the early evening yesterday. He could hear himself demanding that she take down her slacks so that he could see her pussy. He had actually said the word ‘pussy’. In his. It felt almost too good to be true. "But about those sloppy seconds..." I figure we've got to DP her at some point, right? You can have her pussy, and I'm actually pretty fine with doing whatever you think would look best for the position." Can you lift her?" Parker asked, gripping her hair tightly, adding to the mess of frustration that came from the ways she was pulled and pushed all over as his hand now offered now dimensions of pressure."Sure. At least for a little bit. What are you.