"Fuck me," she said, simply.Slowly, I shoved my cock inside her, watching her face screw up again as her pussy muscles contracted against me. I withdr...ew a little, glancing down to see how wet my cock was from her cunt juices, and pushed back in, a little further. I could feel her hands on my back, pulling me into her as deep as she could, and started up a slow rhythm, in and out. "Yes," Lisa gasped on each in stroke, "yes, yes!"Suddenly I was aware of more hands between my legs. Leanne was. Hope you like it.It was just another trade show. Nothing spectacular was going on. Just the usual crap. During the breaks when delegates aren't in the exhibit hall, the vendors chat each other up to kill the time. So it was that she came up to my booth. I had remembered her from a previous event last year. She was about my age-late 40's to early 50's. She had shoulder length red hair, a narrow waist that curved out to some very sexy hips.We chatted for a while about all sorts of thing:. Their presence still bothered me, butnot as much as before so it did not affect my performance this time.After lunch I told Jill that I could probably handle it if Mark and Troysat in the garage once again. Brenda gave me crap, of course."Are you sure that it's okay that they look upon your person?" Brendasaid. "You sure you don't want them to wear blindfolds."Chapter 16After practice the girls started changing again. It became clear to methat, to them, this was more than just hanging out at a. My friends left for home but I decided to stay back for an internship.And thank god I stayed back because of what was about to happen. So, usually I maintained a very good appearance of a studious guy in front of the landlady, but she caught me making out with a girl in our building’s lift. Naturally I was a little taken aback but she smiled and told us to have a good time, the morning after, I was surprised to see her knock on my door and she came inside. She inquired as to where my friends.