She only perked up when Jen was telling them what network anchors made.“What do you make, Dean?”“Enough. What do you do, Jasmine?”“I’m the...Personal Assistant to Mr. James Moody, CEO of Blanche Industries.”She said it with pride, like I was supposed to know who that was. I had no idea, and decided to ruffle her feathers a little. “A Personal Assistant? Is that like a glorified secretary?”She flamed red, and Lindsey couldn’t help herself, giggling at her reaction. “I assure you, it’s much more. The first time she did this, I freaked a little, but I grew to love tongue wrestling that hot bitch! I actually began to like the taste of all the mingled juices, whether they were from her cunt or ass, mixed with my cum. Other times we fucked, she wanted my cum in any and every hole she had. She even breathlessly begged me to cum in her ear, and I gladly obliged. She was so fucking hot! Unfortunately, she began getting a little too wild. At times, she would get so worked up, she needed love. He listened to her and he seemed torespect her, she loved that about him. Yasmin's relationships with men alwaysfound her in the subservient role. Yasmin wanted more; she wanted to be a man'sequal partner .But in the society she lived that seemed impossible. Than hecame along and she was somewhere she thought she would never be on her wayto a motel room to meet a man in person for the first time. Yasmin was thrilledand a little terrified at the same time. He made her promises and she felt that. Scrolling the page with the thumb of one hand, she came to the part where the woman is told what she should do by the main character. Jenny felt her pussy clench and she could feel a wetness in her pants. She quickly gathered up her long skirt and soon had her free hand caressing her thigh as the main character’s cock was manhandled by the willing girl on her knees.Jenny sighed at the thought of how the blonde teenager was so compliant and submissive and she found herself parting her panties to.