aaaahhhhhh…. XXX ——————————
The rest of Monday was pretty uneventful until dinner time. Delgado….and don’t worry, I know what you like when you get a massage.”
As Victor started taking off his clothes, Phoebe pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it onto a chair in the corner, leaving her pert breasts to jiggle slightly as she prepared to begin the massage. He’d been able to fuck her during her interview, and had managed to screw her a few more times since she was hired. She adjusted her pants and put her boobs back inside her open tunic, then re-buttoned it, as Victor smiled, and said, “Great, as always, Sandy….you might be the best sous-chef in all of Las Vegas.”
Sandy smiled, gently squeezed Victor’s dick through his pants, then turned and headed back to the
