I wasn’t pounding her as hard as I could, but I was giving her a good fucking as she sucked off James.What Victoria and I had done was make love and..., to this point, had never truly ‘fucked’ a woman before, but the vibe Shelby and James gave off was different than what I had ever experienced. They didn’t want me to make love to her pussy, nor have sex, but instead, they wanted me to fuck her.James propped himself by his shoulders before gazing down at his girlfriend, whose eyes were shut tight. The only other person that Ron or any of the other girls in the officeinteracted with, was their boss Mrs. Sinclair. She had her own privateoffice that was connected to theirs. Being a fair and very generousboss, all her agents made a yearly salary in the six figures, she wasalso very strict with her rules. Under no time whatsoever was an agent allowed to surf the web on companytime to check out his or her favourite websites. 'FaceBook', "MySpace"and other similar sites to them were strictly. I sat on the edge of the bed watching as the dress fell slowly off her back, she turned around, Unhooked her bra and for the first time I saw her beautiful breasts. She smiled as she saw my face light up. As she straddled me with only her heels and an extremely Lacey pair of underwear on she pushed me down and kissed me again. My hands went straight for chest I long to touch her tits, they were bigger than I had dreamed. She hid them well. But as I did she pulled my hungry hands away and pinned. Bette Jean wondered if her own face showed such illness.For the fourth time that day, Bette Jean bathed her body that she'd come to think of as a traitor, the villainous traitor of herself. It was as if the constant bathing might speed the forgetfulness and absolution she needed so desperately. The sheets felt cool and icy against her naked skin. Lester would be coming to bed and he hated nightgowns. She would submit to whatever he wanted, willingly. He'd looked startled and displeased when.