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Jennifer peered behind her to watch the boss walk in; she never got over how Monica couldn’t help sashaying around the place even when she wasn’t trying. Inside, Monica sat down to get her head into the game for the day; she would have to call back a couple of clients as soon as official opening hours started, and then she’d have to think about whether or not to look for another partner; the face of the business she may have been, but there were some people who Roselyn could handle better than her. “It’s been six months, and I still can’t believe she did that…” “None of us can,” Jennifer said, edging a little closer. “I did have work to catch up on, but that’s not the main reason I came in early – the main reason is… “Did you want a raise so badly you had to get me first thing in the morning? The smile on her face was bordering on hunger, and if Monica had looked closer at Jennifer’s top she’d have seen two little bumps signalling erect and ready nipples.“But look on the bright side – she never robbed us.” “That’s something,” Monica admitted, sipping her coffee. ” “It’s nothing to do with money,” Jennifer told her, trying to keep her hands from going through Monica’s jet black hair. “This is never going to happen again,” she told Jennifer, getting to her feet, “so cherish every moment of it.” San Francisco could have been powered for a week on the light shining in Jennifer’s eyes as Monica, after coming in to kiss the girl, rested her hands on the receptionist’s shoulders and lightly ran them along her arms and down to the edge of her top.“You like older women, I take it.” “Only the hot kind,” Jennifer laughed, freeing Monica’s exquisite boobs and rubbing and squeezing them with delight.She rubbed her own rack against them, happy to hear her boss sighing when their nipples touched, before licking each of Monica Bellucci’s generous breasts.Even if the rumours that she’d had a kid or two were true, there was still plenty of milk inside her; Jennifer pressed her face between them and shook her head back and forth.“This is the ancient ritual known as ‘motorboating,’” she giggled, ruining the attempt to add a touch of National Geographic gravitas to their fucking.The San Francisco Seven: The Escape Written by Victor Field and TRL Starring in alphabetical order: Nina Agdal, Gemma Arterton, Troian Bellisario, Monica Bellucci, Holly Marie Combs, Ariana Grande, Scarlett Johansson, Zoe Kravitz, Jennifer Lawrence, Blake Lively, Shay Mitchell, Taylor Momsen, Hayden Panettiere, Grace Park, Jaime Pressly, Maggie Q, Emma Roberts, Roselyn Sanchez, Kate Winslet, Olivia Wilde Codes: FF, FFF, MF, MMF, con, oral, anal, catfight, mast, lact, voy We’re now in the third part of the saga, and again thanks to Rawballz for kicking it off.Even though it should be obvious, these are all alternate universe versions of the ladies involved and what they get up to in this story is fictional and not aimed at under -18s. Evil Rhona Mitra brings together thief-turned-realtor Roselyn Sanchez, thief/killer Jaime Pressly, computer expert Grace Park, family crook Shay Mitchell, nude safecracker Emma Roberts, friend to all men Blake Lively and friend to all vehicles Megan Fox to successfully rob the San Francisco Union Bank (with a little present left behind in the bank’s computers), kidnapping TV reporter Hayden Panettiere, bank teller Jo Anna Garcia and schoolteacher Lucy Hale in the process and taking them when they split the cash and just plain split, with FBI agents Kristen Bell and Tammin Sursok (under the eye of their boss Jessica Biel) hellbent on tracking down the gang and bringing down Rhona (while Tammin is unhappy about her job, and about how Jessica’s secretary Beverley Mitchell may have more to do with the criminals than it seems).
“Uh…thank you,” Monica replied, walking into her office. ” Coffee and two croissants were placed gently on her desk by Jennifer, leaning forward with a smile as she did. Monica had a view down Jennifer’s top, but she knew she was talking about the coffee. “I would be lying if I said it wouldn’t help,” the boss admitted as the receptionist stood by the desk. I’m just trying to get some fluff off your top,” she said hastily, brushing the boss’s top firmly. All gone.” “There is no ‘fluff’ on my top,” the brunette told her. I don’t want any more liars in this office.” Jennifer nodded, deciding to risk it all. But there’s only ever been two women to turn me on – Kim Basinger and you.” Monica looked the receptionist over; she was looking back at her as if she had front row seats at a Jason Derulo concert.Oh boy, Monica had such a mouth on her; her tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, and with each touch of her tip Jennifer was shaking.Her hands never stopped exploring as much of the young woman’s body as she could get to, and Jennifer knew that no one – NO ONE – had given her love button the kind of pleasing sucking that Monica had. ” Jennifer asked, curiosity overriding anger; she didn’t like interruptions.but you can have mine, and you better make me come.” “She isn’t kidding,” Monica whispered. “You’re the boss of this place, you can sit down all day to get over it.Now get behind me and get to work, Strawberry Shortcake.