She came back to the conference room, and began where she left off. I couldn't believe what I was doing, but I slowly began to slide my hand up her le...g. As my hand reached the junction of her thighs, my fingers brushed against her soft pussy hair, and I realized that she had not worn any panties. I slowly began to rub between the lips of her pussy and felt her spread her legs to make it easier to get to her. I slid one finger in, then a second one. As I slowly pumped my fingers in and out of. Realistically, I knew my days as an insurance salesman had come to an end. I had a new calling in life.Odalys brought me out of my reverie. "You told Wendy about Erin, didn't you?" she put in gently."I did," I said with a tight-lipped expression, offering no more on the subject.Soon, it was time to head back to the airport. I offered profuse thanks to Jose and Odalys as I got out of their car, not too far from the security entrance. I didn't know when I would see them again, but I would never. She could feel sticky love juice dripping from her pussy, like honey, onto the sheets. She felt Belinda withdraw, but the tongue was immediately replaced by two fingers sliding easily into her slick anus and curling a little inside her. The fingers pumped back and forth. She gasped. This felt like a real fucking; like her arse being fucked hard and relentlessly. This felt wonderful. She savoured the feeling of being impaled, and the thrill of wild abandoned passion, of surrender, and she could. So when she slept over last night, she snuck in here. And she fucked you. I still don’t hate her, though. Now, why am I getting into your bed?”“Yes. What is this supposed to be about, Lizzie?”“I’m not entirely sure, Dad. I don’t know if I’m trying to get back at Eve for fucking my dad. Or if I’m trying to get back at my dad, for fucking my best friend. Maybe I’ve just been thinking about getting into bed with you ever since Mom left. And Eve doing it ahead of me just motivated me to take action.