reached her pussy, she smiled even more at how wet
she found it.
Their
beauty was mesmerizing and the man began stroking his cock. The beautiful woman
played with her clit so well that she let out a moan and began to drip wet on
her thighs.
The
woman untied her hands and put her on the table where she and the man began
caressing and kissing her body. They kissed her collarbone, nipples, breasts
and stomach. The woman smiled at her as she spread her legs on the table and
the man positioned his body there.
With
a smooth move he lowered himself inside her legs and entered inside her. She
gasped with pleasure as her body was climbing to full ecstasy and pleasure. She
bit her lower lip and her face seemed to entice the man even more, because his
thrusts got faster and the rhythm harder. She felt his erection playing her
inner depths with lovely finesse, and his fuckthrusts made her curl her toes.
The
woman kept kissing the sides of her body as the handsome man was thrusting her
more and more. Her breaths increased and soon she was moaning out loud. Her
body trembled as she climaxed from the slidings of his cock and that seem to
give him even more impetus. A few seconds later, he cried out as orgasmed deep
inside her and with his last remaining strength he pulled out. The beautiful
woman kneeled before him and generously offered her breasts for the river of
jizz that ejaculated from his cock. Her right hand stroke her clit while her
left index played with his sperm. She took a little of it in her mouth and
smiled, then leaned over for a kiss and a swap.
Her
body shuddered awake from her multiple sleepgasms and she looked around. Her
bed was empty and she was soaked and the sweat dripped from her brow. She felt
hot and a torrent of heat waves engulfed her body. There seemed to be no relief
from the heat and she finally decided to take a shower. 'Oh, gosh, what a
dream. I'd masturbate to it every day. I'll go crazy if I have more dreams like
this. One of them must become reality soon. And guys think we can't have an
orgasm in our sleep. 'Poor them,' she reflected to herself.
♥♥♥♥♥
Carl
was concentrating on the new project in his office when Lisa walked in. All
perky and dressed in a blue shirt with a rather short skirt tight on her ass,
she invoked every bit of a woman's presence in the otherwise all-male world
around her. He could smell her perfume and pick up her scent from his desk. He
leaned back against his reclining chair and was ready to greet her.
"Ah,
Carl, I need to talk to you."
"Sure,"
he agreed a little taken aback by her forceful words. "What's up?"
"I
know you don't really deal with these issues, but I've been looking at a rather
odd thing lately."
"I'm
all ears."
"The
thing started with a former BP subsidiary. BP allowed a license take-over for
the Southern Slope and they allowed it to no other than Halliburton."
"So
what's so odd about it? That happens all the time!"
"Well,
it wouldn't be so odd if it didn't involve the risk-inheritance that came with
their contractual obligations. In other words, BP relinquished the license with
the condition that Halliburton also takes over any environmental damage claims
that might come about in the future due to BP's drilling in the Southern
Slope."
Carl
nodded an ok and looked over the skyline of Los Angeles .
Lisa was right; that was unusual and in fact it was almost suspect. Why would
any oil company agree to take over the potential environmental baggage of
another, license or no license?
"How
much is Halliburton stand to gain from this?" he asked.
"There
is no telling, because I don't know how long they'll hang on to this open-end
lease, but the wells are certified for several billions of barrels."
"So,
that may very well be your answer," he said winking at her. Lisa turned
around and closed the door, desiring both his undivided attention and privacy
from his secretary in the hallway.
"Carl,
don't be an ass. I know you know I can see
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