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and out of her, making her breasts bounce in time.
Despite the orgasm she had just experienced, Ashley could feel her body ready for more. The tension building in her very core, the hard breathing, the thundering of her heart in her chest, all of it letting her know that once more he had taken her to the edge. From there to bliss was just a step and he simply threw her in.
In no time, she could feel her pussy start to clamp down on his hard cock.
He slowed down just a little, as if to let the sensations flow just a bit before spreading his feet apart, lowering his hips and changing the angle of his cock as he entered her. In order to rub the top inside of her pussy causing her shudders to return, this time wilder and harder than the others, since this time he followed her over, pushing his cock even deeper before pouring his cum inside her, grunting at each spurt.
He rested his forehead on her chest, his labored breath a perfect match to hers, and they stayed like that for a few moments.
He helped her down from the counter and guided her to the shower stall. They bathed practically in silence, exchanging soft caresses, and blissful moans.
After combing her hair and leaving it loose on her back, she picked up a simple summer dress from one of the bags, along with another set of white underwear, and put on a pair of sandals.
He had been ready for a few minutes, but he had waited for her, watching, while she got dressed. "Enjoying the show?" she asked ironic.
"Actually, yes, very much." He said, getting up from the bed where he had been lying down.
"I thought you guys liked seeing a woman strip, not get dressed." She added, with a grin.
"I thought that myself." He replied but didn’t explain further.
She shrugged and followed him to the dining room. There, waiting for them, a splendorous table awaited. The cook had prepared a couple of dishes with fish and shellfish, and it all smelled delicious.
At the table, there was four places set and she looked at him curious.
"Garcia and Wilson will join us for dinner. We always eat together when I'm here, so they can update me on… businesses." He informed her.
"I see. Maybe I could eat in the kitchen and let you guys talk in peace." She quickly answered, not too happy to have the bitter face of Wilson in front of her during dinner.
"No, you can stay." The order was precise and she couldn’t do much.
The other two men arrived to the room only seconds later.
"Uhmm, this smells delicious. Norma is the best cook I've ever known." Garcia said, rubbing his hands with anticipation.
"Let's eat." Jordan pulled out a chair for her and helped her to take a seat, sitting in front of her.
They immediately started to enjoy the food, and while they were chatting about cargos and shipments, she let her mind flow, reexamining all of the past 36 hours' events in her mind.
She had never had so much sex in so little time. That's why his effect over her felt like a powerful spell, since she didn’t seem to counteract it. She had tried everything to fight it, but he only needed to touch her to make her fall at his feet.
She finished eating, but the men were still talking. Once in awhile she felt Wilson's dark look on her, but she had ignored it every time. She wanted nothing to do with that man.
After a second yawn, she called Jordan's attention. "Do you mind if I go to bed? I'm very tired." She asked him.
Wilson snorted in a low tone, but she was able to hear him very well.
"Sure, I won't be much longer." He answered.
"Thank you. Good night to you all." She said and walked out of the room, heading to the bedroom.
"Boss, I received the information you asked me for, about her." Wilson said, as soon as the door closed behind her. "Although I have to say there isn't much in it."
"Where is it?" Jordan asked, turning to look at him.
"I left it in your office."
"Good, let's take a look at it." He got up and abandoned the dining room towards his office. He had always thought
Despite the orgasm she had just experienced, Ashley could feel her body ready for more. The tension building in her very core, the hard breathing, the thundering of her heart in her chest, all of it letting her know that once more he had taken her to the edge. From there to bliss was just a step and he simply threw her in.
In no time, she could feel her pussy start to clamp down on his hard cock.
He slowed down just a little, as if to let the sensations flow just a bit before spreading his feet apart, lowering his hips and changing the angle of his cock as he entered her. In order to rub the top inside of her pussy causing her shudders to return, this time wilder and harder than the others, since this time he followed her over, pushing his cock even deeper before pouring his cum inside her, grunting at each spurt.
He rested his forehead on her chest, his labored breath a perfect match to hers, and they stayed like that for a few moments.
He helped her down from the counter and guided her to the shower stall. They bathed practically in silence, exchanging soft caresses, and blissful moans.
After combing her hair and leaving it loose on her back, she picked up a simple summer dress from one of the bags, along with another set of white underwear, and put on a pair of sandals.
He had been ready for a few minutes, but he had waited for her, watching, while she got dressed. "Enjoying the show?" she asked ironic.
"Actually, yes, very much." He said, getting up from the bed where he had been lying down.
"I thought you guys liked seeing a woman strip, not get dressed." She added, with a grin.
"I thought that myself." He replied but didn’t explain further.
She shrugged and followed him to the dining room. There, waiting for them, a splendorous table awaited. The cook had prepared a couple of dishes with fish and shellfish, and it all smelled delicious.
At the table, there was four places set and she looked at him curious.
"Garcia and Wilson will join us for dinner. We always eat together when I'm here, so they can update me on… businesses." He informed her.
"I see. Maybe I could eat in the kitchen and let you guys talk in peace." She quickly answered, not too happy to have the bitter face of Wilson in front of her during dinner.
"No, you can stay." The order was precise and she couldn’t do much.
The other two men arrived to the room only seconds later.
"Uhmm, this smells delicious. Norma is the best cook I've ever known." Garcia said, rubbing his hands with anticipation.
"Let's eat." Jordan pulled out a chair for her and helped her to take a seat, sitting in front of her.
They immediately started to enjoy the food, and while they were chatting about cargos and shipments, she let her mind flow, reexamining all of the past 36 hours' events in her mind.
She had never had so much sex in so little time. That's why his effect over her felt like a powerful spell, since she didn’t seem to counteract it. She had tried everything to fight it, but he only needed to touch her to make her fall at his feet.
She finished eating, but the men were still talking. Once in awhile she felt Wilson's dark look on her, but she had ignored it every time. She wanted nothing to do with that man.
After a second yawn, she called Jordan's attention. "Do you mind if I go to bed? I'm very tired." She asked him.
Wilson snorted in a low tone, but she was able to hear him very well.
"Sure, I won't be much longer." He answered.
"Thank you. Good night to you all." She said and walked out of the room, heading to the bedroom.
"Boss, I received the information you asked me for, about her." Wilson said, as soon as the door closed behind her. "Although I have to say there isn't much in it."
"Where is it?" Jordan asked, turning to look at him.
"I left it in your office."
"Good, let's take a look at it." He got up and abandoned the dining room towards his office. He had always thought
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