I don’t care; I like it better than passing out.”
Wondering to himself if he was coming on a little too fast with the dominance, she seemed to have turned into a timid deer. She thought to ask him, but he kept up with the questions. The look of lust, she thought. Slowly he began to thrust into her, with a teasing stroke. She let a nice trail of scratch marks down his sides and at the same time totally unaware to either of them, the hand on her neck gripped her so hard that he left bruises. Oh no, did he move to fast, did he scare her off? “Oh my God, that man is simply to die for. She stopped at his legs and bowed her head to the floor, putting her behind up in the air. She kept pulling at his pants and he smiled, knowing what she wanted, but wanted her to ask for it. “Donny will cover for you, already asked him.” He stated, not looking up from his desk. “Really ociffer, I’m not drunk.”
He refilled her glass and she lay and listened to