Mag-log in*********Madison************ Knox looks like a demon-possessed man. My throat can still feel the warmth of his cock down there and my hands still feel full from the thickness of having him down my throat. My chest is beating so hard and I know that there is no going back but yet I do not step away. When I pulled away from Knox, I walked to the chair, running my hands to the zip of my shirt and pulling it down. I watched his cock twist between his keys and a satisfied look appeared on my face. I could tell the man standing in front of me was more horny than he had ever been in his entire life, but as I came closer, he didn't dare move an inch. I try to move the zip down my ass but before I can do that Knox is approaching me. I keep my feet back, but when he gets to where I was he grabs my neck, choking the breath out of me as I struggle against the hold of his hands. I felt the light almost drain from my lungs as I looked at him. He let go of his grip on my neck when he saw
Knox*******I watched her face almost turn red from embrassment, but in an instant it was gone. She gave me that hesitant look before she slid down to the floor. I kept my eyes on her trying my best not to let out the groans and the moans that were struggling to come out of my mouth at that moment. Her eyes were bright blue, her golden brown hair was well packed and she looked like the perfect little thing I had imagined in my head. I was a 45-year-old man and I couldn’t remember the last time I did anything with a woman. I can still remember seeing her figure at the club and watching her side down in that table was the best view I had ever seen. Somehow it’s weird that I am attracted to a girl almost the same age as my son and also the daughter of my best friend, but who is at fault when her father brings her to work under me after I had forced myself to stay away. I keep my eyes away but each time she looks at me it drives me insane.I keep my focus on the girl on her knee
Madison…. Richard offered to take me home the next morning, but I didn’t agree; instead, I asked the driver to take me home. I could still see his face when I walked away. I could tell that he was fighting so many things in his mind at that momentBy the time I arrived at the penthouse, I noticed the familiar car parked in. I didn’t need anyone to tell me exactly who it was. My father, that man would never let me be no matter how much I tried to get off his wings. I thanked the driver as I walked right into the house, and just as I had predicted, my father was sitting there in the living room with a glass of wine. He had on a good suit, and that meant he was ready for work. The moment he saw me enter he turned and then smiled at me as he dropped the glass of wine on the table.“You have no right to invade my personal space dad , and I would appreciate it if you don’t return” My father looks at me as if I had gone insane before he starts approaching me and finally sits on one of
*******Madison********My legs are wrapped tightly against Richard's hips. I can feel my heart racing so hard. My head is screaming at me to stop but I don’t. I feel my back touch the walls of the room as the door slides open. His grip on me is so tight and the way he kissed me, it felt so unbelievably good, it felt like he had been wanting to do that for a very long time. my back touched the distant warm bed as Richard hovered on top of me. Kissing and nibbling at my neck as the moan tore out of my mouth desperately. My heart arched even more knowing what I was doing but I didn’t dare to stop, when he pulled off his top and dropped it on the bed I wasted watching him come to me. I ran my hands against his chest as I opened my legs while he lay between them. The air in the room is so thick, I can almost feel myself suffocating from it but yet I’m just looking at the man hovering on top of me like I was a kind of commodity to be eaten. Richard moved closer to me and kissed my
Madison***** I’m cursing myself out in my head as I paced around the room. The cute nightwear I had changed into reminded me of the predicament that I found myself in. I had typed about 50 different messages to Aria, but each time I tried to push the send button I deleted it. I still don’t get why I can’t tell her that I’m spending the night in her father's mansion. I can’t even begin to imagine how she would react to the news, the things she would say or feel. It still felt like a moment ago when Mr Richard asked me to spend the night in his house and instead of saying no like the best friend that I’m, I blurted out a yes before I could even stop myself and now I’m stuck in the house unable to leave, and still I can’t tell my own best friend that because I don’t know how she would take the news. I don’t know how long I had been walking around in panic when I finally heard another knock on the door. I hesitated for a moment before I pulled the door open, only for me to see th
Madison********* I arrived at Richard’s company as I was asked to, but somehow his assistant wasn’t smart enough to let me know he wasn’t in the office today. Right now I’m seated in the car, driving to where I can meet him, because I have been told he was at a field playing golf. I still didn’t know what to say to Richard or how I’m going to face him. The last few conversations with him had been exciting but I didn’t want to disappoint Knox knowing that he put all his trust in me to get this deal signed. The car finally parked and I walked into the field and even though my heels were beginning to make me feel uncomfortable I didn’t dare to stop. The sun had already come down and it was fading off so it wasn’t like the temperature was high or anything of such. From a distance, I could see Mr Richard working in the field. He had a polo and pants on. I kept a warm smile on my face as I approached him. It seemed like he saw me from behind because as I walked closer he stoppe







