She started rising to meet my thrusts. After about seven or eight minutes of thrusting I could hold out no longer and spurted my semen into her. Being... preoccupied with fucking, I hadn’t noticed that it was becoming steadily lighter. I could see her face clearly, and looked around. Not as light as day, but it was fairly bright. There were lights set up around the beds. A crowd of nearly a hundred people had been watching us fuck. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, but it didn’t bother me. Already thinking and hoping that Mistress Alyson would then have me performing ‘cleaning duty’ on the mystery woman’s arse...the thought of this made me lick the hard cock more. I wanted him to cum, fill her arse with thick cum and have Mistress Alyson use my tongue to clean her arse as I had just done her pussy. As the fucking increased in pace it was difficult to keep my mouth and tongue in contact with the hard cock as it thrust increasingly faster, Mistress Alyson grabbed the back of my. .. well, I just kept sort of answering them I guess. Once I realised she knew that it was you I had been talking about, I did make her promise not to say anything to anyone about it though, not ever." I'm so sorry baby, I never meant to out you, or tell anyone your secret, I just got caught up in the moment and the wine, and she just kept pushing and pushing for more info, and well..."I didn't finish that sentence, but left it hanging. I watched his facial expressions intently, though it was. I like hard work." "What I can't understand is how you can do all that good work and still find the time to be such an asshole." "What! What are you talking about, Katherine?" Katherine stood at her desk, still holding the file. She was a handsome woman of about fifty with a still trim figure. She wore a dark gray woman's business suit and a white satin blouse. Her hair, an even mix of gray and blonde, was done in a French braid. "I mean that this folder holds written complaints from half the.