I've got flowers and lots of hours to spend (in) you*

“Hey, what do you want?” Nick said tersely not bothering to cover up his naked torso.

The woman in the doorway wasn’t someone Nick knew, at least not personally. She was a quarter-notch lower than MJ, but still a bombshell. Shame she was obviously filming this interaction with her phone, catching his naked torso and how he eye-fucked her. Nick liked what he saw, and quickly ran through what MJ had told him of her.

This pussy was wearing a hot black leather top with a black leather skirt giving her luxurious look that was sexy beyond imagination. The skirt clung tight to her; with a zipper running up the front of her right leg right to pussy level, perfect for a quick fuck without even pulling the leather down. Moving up he saw her beautiful belly button and six-pack abs. Further up, he began to picture pulling down the zipper having the word ‘Meow’ dangling from it; which ran from the tops turtleneck to the bottom, and exposing her sweaty breasts. When he got to her lips, he compared them to MJ’s and found the bright red lipstick enticing, it would make her fat lips look obscene, stretched around his growing chub.

“Gross fatso, stop eye-fucking me! Do you always open the door nearly nude? I saw MJ come in here and I need to talk to her and have been waiting. I think you are doing something to her. Unless you give me a good explanation and let me see her, I’m going to expose you both to your boss and Peter.” Said the supremely mad looking blonde Barbie without glancing down below his sagging chest. As such, she didn’t notice the tent rising from the thin towel.

Nick laughed as he sneered internally, he had this pussy-lickers number and owned her downfall. His fat rolls bounced with each guffaw.

“Well come in first. While I don’t mind people seeing me near naked, there are kids out there somewhere, I’m sure.” Nick was pretty sure there weren’t any on the resort as they hadn’t been invited to the company’s getaway, but it sounded like a good excuse to get new pussy in his house.

“Asshole, I am filming this and now the police can see you walking around indecently in a public area.” Felicia said, trying to intimidate the fat man who she towered over with her boots on.

“Cunt, I am obviously in my cabin and you are blocking the view of my body, plus towel cunt.” Snarled Katzenberg. “Get your dumbass in here and take your shoes off at the door. Gotta keep this clean, I don’t want to pay the extra cleaning fee.”

“Fine, but you better bring me right to MJ and leave us alone to talk.” Hissed an enraged Felicia.

Nick contained his internal mirth, 'like this bitch wanted to just talk with MJ' as he gestured for the slinky platinum blonde to come in.

Nick stepped back to let the angered woman enter and take her boots off. Which she did under his watchful eye. He completely enjoyed watching her bend over and pull the boots off, taking in her beautiful calves and round ass.

Standing, Felicia sauntered passed the fatman. Felicia didn’t hesitate to throw a shoulder into him, her strength causing him to stumble and fall to the ground, legs spread wide. The Cheshire-cat grin froze on her face when she saw his throbbing cock exposed to the air as the towel flew open. She knew MJ had jerked him off and probably fucked him earlier; but now she knew why.

It was as thick as her forearm and almost as long as the beautiful prick his nephew owned. This one was veiny, shaft pulsing with blood, plum size balls practically filling to the naked eye. She just stared at it as it bounced below his prodigious gut, smiling sideways as if inviting her to suck it, curving up to greet her.

She had been thinking a lot about Craig's member recently, he had gotten her in heat and she still hadn't cooled down; probably wouldn't for awhile. She still had some control, but less around a man with a tool like Katzenberg's.

“Yeah, it runs in the family.” Katzenberg said as he stood up with effort, leaving the towel on the ground, breaking her concentration for a second but not her stare, “I heard you liked my nephew’s.”

“Umm, yeah.” Felicia heard herself say as she stared blankly at the hypnotically bouncing phallus. Camera still filming the ridiculous scene.

“Mine will stretch you further and will almost certainly reach deep enough. Want a test drive?” Katzenberg queried as he took a step closer to the quickly coming to heat woman. Close enough to let his proud member brush against the soft leather skirt.

*What's new pussycat