Nice guys, but weak…In business you have to be ruthless.” he growls. “I don’t care…you’ll find a way to convince her” I overhear Mr. xxx sex I grip his hands firmly as he squeezes and massages my tits. I involuntarily try to pull away as the intense orgasm peaks. He gently kisses my slit, I feel his rough mustache against it. After a little while, he slides over a little and puts his arm around me and starts softly rubbing my shoulder with his fingertips. The thought enters my mind. He’s so close, I can smell his cologne, it smells really good. I’m frozen… His strong working man’s hands feeling my body and caressing my smooth outer thigh. The very sexual feeling of him pressing his big fingers against my pussy, squeezing and rubbing in little circles, makes my labia throb and swell. I put on some very red, deep gloss lipstick. He’s so gruff and intimidating. Collins and Mr. My body doesn’t know the difference! “Oh that’s great!” he says. Then he kisses my neck just below my ear. I desperately want him to sign, but I’m not sure if I’m prepared to do just anything to convince him. Breathing hard. I walk into the lobby, go to the elevator and *********** the penthouse. The feeling of his thick rough pubic hair against the delicate skin of my ass and pussy feels so erotic.
