Fighting the pain in my head, Istart to click around on the computer in front of me to see if I canfind out what has happened to me. I see a large em...ail thread betweenDavidson and Thompson, and I almost want to vomit as I read what I'vebeen made to do. First and foremost, I really had lost three years ofmy life and apparently had settled into being Davidson's office pet andThompson had married my wife. I don't know what made me more sick, theways that I was used as a sexual outlet for. Then she realized what she'd said and her glazed eyes widened. "I mean, no," she panted.The two men laughed, eyeing her vibrant young body, so obviously horny, so supple and lithe and squirmy on the cot. Her tits were heaving and her pretty snatch was soaked. She was horny out of her mind and they knew it.Fred stood back from Barbara's twisting wet cunt, watching her hump for more pleasure. "She's ripe for fucking," he said hotly. Her cuntlips were parted for cock and her fuck-hole was like a. He would not have spent the money to live there if it had not been for his grandfather’s best friend. He had inherited it from him. It was an easy walk to work for him above or below ground. Since he moved into the condo the downtown area had become a vibrant scene. He was very happy there. His immediate neighbors were a gay couple to his left and a lesbian couple across from him. Both of the guys were chefs and they had gotten Allen hooked into the creative process in cooking. It was while. The guy seemed to piss for an eternity and before he finished, someone else had come into the restroom. Two men, apparently friends, were discussing some business deal with friendly chuckles and inside jokes. I felt trapped and helpless, locked in the stall and praying no one would notice Shelly's heels beneath the door."No!" I breathed, barely getting the word out."Oh yes!" Shelly corrected me. "You want it just as much as I do, Bobby."I winced, knowing she was right as I bent my knees and.
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