I stopped from crying and went to her place as soon as she opened the door she hugged me. I was unaware of what was exactly happening.She took me to d...rawing room and sat next to me.Omg! She was looking hot. I never noticed her before. She was looking sex goddess. I was getting a hard on while she was holding my hand. Her cleavage was clearly visible from her night gown. I was wearing my lower and my cock was getting hard, harder. It was making a tent like shape. We talked for some time;. ..please...Patrick, please don't stop. It...it felt so good" Mrs. Jennings thrust her hips up into me again and I started fucking her hard once more.It was not long before she was crying once again but this time instead of beging me to stop, Mrs. Jennings begged me not to stop. From her screams of pleasure, I could tell she really enjoyed how my large cock penetrated her so deep and past her cervix. My assumptions were confirmed when the older woman had another orgasm.“Ohhh My Lord…ohhhh. “Bruce was always nervous about how much you disclosed, and summarizing things like this helps keep information contained.”“I know, but we trust our people. We’ve only been burned once, and that was with source code, not financials.”“We’ve been lucky in that regard. We’re getting too big to be as open as we’ve been in the past. You don’t know everyone personally like you used to,” she added with a smirk.“I didn’t know EVERYONE,” I chuckled. “We did hire guys along the way!”“Before we hired. How do they feel?” she asked as James continued to pinch her ripe nipples. “They feel great!” Said James, “Look what they’ve done to my wiener.” He said as he took one of his hands off Sandra’s breast, grabbed her right hand and put it on the lump in his khakis. “You’ve got me ready to burst a seam!” Sandra scratched at his stiff groin and parted her lips waiting for a kiss that never came. James leaned into Angie and gently laid her down on the couch. Her head rested on the arm.