Sasha J. Morales It's always been easier to play the bitch full of self-confidence. Comfortable with her body and her sexuality prematurely. Fake it till you make it, that's what they say. Fake it until you make it. A concept that worked successfully for me. Still, I was raped. …broomsticks.” That was always what I thought. Don't displeases some.

Damon Westwood I am leaving. I can not do that. I need to find Sasha. She had dropped one of her earrings during our lovemaking. I was coming to return it to him but I heard his conversation with Ella. His little vendetta against Sasha makes me nauseous just thinking about it. I remove the bow tie from my suit, and opens the door of my bedroom. I'm getting ready to move forward the hallway when I hear a voice behind me. > He grabs my shoulder and we let's go back to my room. I collapse on the mattress. Whatever he has to say, he better say it keep it short. He throws me a folder and I catch it without difficulty. “If it concerns the contract, know that-” I stop talking. “She will be able to

Damon Westwood She is disturbed for a few seconds, but her haughty smile automatically reappears. > My hand gently tightens his, she looks down at her. “Are you going to tell me that by coming to isolate yourself here you didn't expect me come and join you? » She raises an eyebrow and unfastens her fingers.

Sasha J. Morales > I raise an eyebrow. “When will you stop?” - What are you talking about ? » He sighs and I lick my spoon, still looking confused. “When do you stop acting?” -Damon, I meant what I said. You must stay with your wife. And I do not do nothing that could harm her, or cause harm to your relationship or mine. » He walks towards me, I don't move. His face

Damon Westwood Seeing her so impatient inflates my ego disproportionately. She irresistibly want me. Maybe almost as much as I want her. She trembles with desire. I love seeing her so vulnerable. At first my only desire was to leave her in a state of frustration immeasurable. But I couldn't resist. Especially not when she gives me those little dog eyes. “I want it now please.” Not additional foreplay I'm already on the verge of tearing my hair out. » She blurts out while watching me undo my belt. I raise an eyebrow.