The lights were dim in the corporate suite at the top of the Chicago Hilton. Soft music and the tinkling of ice in the glass were almost the only sound now that the guests had departed for the evening and only the executive committee remained. Joe, the CEO, Wayne the VP for Marketing, Mike the VP for Sales, and Herb the HR guy, were in the process of shedding their clothes.
Claudia, the auburn haired Assistant VP for Corporate relations, had already shed her clothes, and now wearing only a midnight green lace garter belt and long black net stocking, waited on her hands and knees for the fun to begin. Joe knelt behind her, admiring the fine creamy white ass and the nest of copper colored pubic hair that nestled between her thighs. He leaned forward and ran his tonger from her pussy up to rim her dusky asshole.
"God, but she's wet," he said.
Claudia moaned...
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