Literally the fuck lottery to ram my cock in you where ever I choose. The young man at least six four said walked up to me grabbing my skirt and rippi...ng it until it fell on the gym floor in shreds. Go for it Franco. I heard some one from the bleachers yell. Your not going to use the sluts mouth are you? Someone else yelled. Nope her mouth and throat are all yours Steve. Franco yelled pushing me to my knees. Turn around slut so I can ram my eight inches in that hot pussy. Gladly. I moaned. "Hi John, he's busy with a technical problem at head office on the phone, he might be a while," she said with a smile and her lovely lilting Irish accent."No problem, I'll wait," I said. "How are you doing?" Not bad John. Just sick and tired of waiting for my lazy husband to either fix or replace my shower," she replied."Still?" Yes, you know what he did? He bought me one of those silly showers that fit over the taps and told me to use that, the tight git!" she stormed."Do what Jan does with me. They all asked what experience I had of the adult industry. Porn baron turned on a DVD and asked them all to pay attention for a few minutes.On the large flat screen TV, images of me were instantly displayed; showing me sucking cock, having my pussy and ass fucked, twisting my pierced nipples for the cameras effect, holding open my bald pussy and swallowing what seemed like gallons of spunk in the most outrageously sexy underwear. I sat between bald guy and Blonde guy as they watched me fucking. It was pure ecstasy, I wasn’t on the planet anymore, I was somewhere else, somewhere where the only things that existed were me and her. She rode on top of me, never stopping, slowly, up and down, deep and grinding, more and more. After what seemed like hours I had to ask her to stop. ‘What’s wrong?’ She asked, her hips still moving. I could feel myself getting dangerously close to Cumming and having tried to stop myself from doing it for a long time, I knew there was going to be lots of it. .