“That girl is a thing of beauty,” said the lecherous man with whom Comet had come to the party. And Comet softly moaned as the man cupped her breasts over her gown and pressed it hard. Her n*****s hardened at his touch even though she hate it. It was almost like her brain and body had been hardwired to respond at any man’s touch for the sake of their pleasure and not her own.
“So is the guy who is f*****g her,” Comet whispered as she saw her step-father sawing his big and beautiful d**k out of Jenny in a furious pace and grip so that everything that was showcased was original.
“Yes. I had not expected them to find such a hunk for the sake of the party. He must be getting paid very well,” said the CEO of the firm as Comet giggled and gave a throaty moan as she gave up more of her breasts
