Novel & Cerita Dr Pamela Isley

Her eyes darted across the faces in the small group in observation and she was pleased to see the flash of surprise across Rachel's face. “Had a bit of a car problem on my way. But I'm here now. I didn't miss much, did I?” Pamela asked, grinning widely. Her gaze briefly settled on each face. “You should have called.” Ashley told her. “I didn't want to bother you.” Pamela smiled with gratitude. Pamela turned to DJ. Her eyes appraised the length of him. “You look good. Now I can't figure out which of you is finer. Shirtless or the tux.” Her tone was light, playful with an underlying seriousness, meaning every word of her compliment to DJ.

His fingers slammed in and out, making wet, sloppy sounds that filled the room. “Damon, it’s too much!” she cried, tears pricking her eyes. “I can’t— fuck, I’m going to cum again!” “Yes you can,” he growled, face buried deep. “This pussy belongs to me now. Cum again, Elena. Soak your boss’s face like the filthy slut you are for me.” She shattered a second time, harder than the first. Her whole body convulsed. “Damon! Yes! Fuck yes, I’m cuming so hard!”