Go fetch a robe, Cindi. I’ll throw on some jeans and a t-shirt and be out in a moment.”“A robe?”“Just do it.”“Yes, My Lord,” she said ...with a strange smile. It was the first time she had worn clothing, well, other than the big chef’s apron, in the penthouse. Hell, in Falkirk. (No, smart-ass, the shoes and the collar and the necklace didn’t count. Oh! Right. She wore her uniform that one time too. Okay, then, the second time. Sheesh.)At the door, Cindi met her friends with a big grin and a. Asterion moved the arm around her waist, his hand sliding over her stomach. He parted his fingers into a V and moved them so he could press on her labia while also squeezing his own cock.Another round of liquid heat flooded her belly, and she put her hand on top of his, pushing in on his fingers so that they were now pinned between her thighs. Sliding back and forth, she could feel him getting hot and sticky from her own juices.She slid forward far enough that the head of his cock rested. What they really did was worked for about an hour until the foreman went home and then pulled out the beer and called it quits until about an hour before they were supposed to be done.What ended up happening was that Zeke and his brothers were sitting on a rack in the warehouse, drinking beer and listening to the baseball game one night while waiting for the foreman to go home. That night a new Hi-Lo driver had started. While they were laughing and talking shit about how terrible he was at his. "Oh fuck," I abolished myself, "This can't be happening to me."It was as if I was two people. One standing out side my body screaming, "No this is wrong...please let me go," and my body smiling and wanting to see if it liked sucking cocks and being fucked in the ass by cock after cock, "Could it be as good as it looked on the video?" As these thoughts were warring inside of me, it was almost as if my body was giving out radar beams that were picked up by Gabe and Ed."Why Ed, I do believe old.