You won't hurt me."Hank keyed in a long command. He looked up at Holly and depressed ENTER. Holly flushed and began panting. Her teeth chattered and s...he trembled, unable to speak. Holly's knees buckled and she collapsed writhing on the floor. Hank took his finger off the ENTER key and Holly's writhing ceased."You are a good girl, Holly," Hank Dalton told the woman on the floor. The tension leached out of her body."Susan, start after-care on Holly, please," Hank directed. "I admit it. I didn't. And in the passenger seat you smile, knowing that whenever your wife and her friend get together, it’s never for anything as brief as “a few minutes”. The laughter; the gossip. The latest celebrity news, or this season’s fashions. Whatever grabs their attention, you know that you’ll be here for a while. And that’s fine, you think to yourself, settling down in your seat. That’s just the way your wife is.The air in the car is warm; the air-con set just right. Rain patters against the. I lied back, and spread my legs as far as they would go, and I watched as Mr. Richardson ate my sweet little pussy. His tongue swirled around my clit, and lapping up the juices from my pussy with incredible speed. He sucked on my clit as if he was drinking the best smoothie ever made from a straw. I came twice, before he stood up, and pulled me to a sitting position. He pulled my blouse off, and ran his hands over my tits. He reached a hand down and rubbed my clit while sucking on my nipples.. We made out again on the back side of the building, I was pressed up against the blue doors which lead to the cafeteria. I hardly noticed the cold anymore, nor did I hear the traffic whizzing past on the highway, Jace’s hardy, quiet presence enveloped my senses as our lips and tongues joined in dance. My heart, working at nearly 300% capacity pounded in my head, pumping blood through my veins like an army’s advancing march, a march leading between my legs where a nice tingly warmth grew to an.