“I’ll pull out. Can I squirt on your ass?” he asked with a sly smile.She laughed softly. “Yes, you pervert. You can squirt it on my ass. Just ...don’t get it in me.”As he began stroking her again, his tempo building, I realized what an opportunity sat before me. I eased out of my chair and slipped quietly out of the office. I walked lightly across the dining area to the storage room door. I smiled as I saw that it wasn’t completely closed. ‘Good’, I thought, ‘it won’t make noise.’ I slowly pushed. I'm sure it hurts a lot and I have no intention of forcing you to go." Actually it doesn't seem quite as important as it did this morning," Lynn chuckled. "Amazing what being raped and having your eyeballs fucked out will do to reorient your priorities." Not rape," Jack corrected. "Just claiming what belongs to me." Yeah, well, you own me good and proper now, sucker," she teased. "I hope you can keep up the payments. I ain't cheap to keep, you know." Don't worry. I'll work it out of your ass as. By all means I know how it goes. I’m a guy too you know” and he laughed. “You mind if I come in?”This took me back a little bit, but I didn’t know what else to say so I invited him in. He sat down on the other end of the couch as I tried to hide the fact that my pants were half undone. Pete is a good looking guy in his mid 30s, with a nice, pretty toned body and a nice smile. He is real down to earth, and I’ve always gotten along with him well.“Seriously Ben, it’s not a big deal at all. If you. .woh aah bhar rahi thi fir maine uske kurte ko kandhe se thoda neeche kiya or kandhe par chumne laga.Ab mera ek haath uski chuchi par tha maine dheere se use dabaya toh varsha k muhh se zor ki siskaari nikali who machal kar reh gayi fir maine apne dono hathon se uski chuchiyaan pakad li or zor zor se dabane laga who aahein bharti jaati or main zor zor se unhe masalta jaata jab usse control nahi hua toh who meri taraf ghum gayi or mere hoton ko apne hoton se chusne lagi maine use apni baanho.