"Because I'd like to. I think it'd be fun to talk to you about something besides the daily specials." He frowned. "Are you seeing someone? Sorry, I sh...ould have asked that first." "No." Luke gave her a puzzled look and Emma realized her answer was blurry, at best. "I mean." She took a deep breath. "No, I'm not seeing anyone and . . . ." She could feel Millie's eyes burning into her back. "Sure. That'd be nice. To see you outside work, I mean." Emma stifled a groan at how ridiculous she must. Bastard .. oh yess ..”The stroking being applied to my rock-hard cock became a little more firm and I felt the grip become tighter as my masturbator continued to fist-fuck me. Involuntarily I found myself emulating Helen and with each stroke of CherieAnn’s hand I would lift up to meet her. The sensations that were beginning to overwhelm me were exquisite and became even more intense as I ‘suffered’ and absorbed the sight of my wife being royally fucked; delicious ebony tits being almost waved. “Oh fuck”, thought Sara. What can I do, I can’t do anything. I can’t let him show that video. “What do you want?” she murmured, knowing the answer.“Get out and come on with me, honey.”Sara turned off Red, rolled up the windows, and headed to the big black truck 50 yards away. She could feel her knees weaken as she got closer. Cliff reached up and slung open the door. “My name’s Cliff, what’s yours?” “Sara” she mumbled as she grabbed the handle on the side of the cab and climbed up into the. Nobody in this room hasn't seen what you're hiding, Donna." She tossed the clothes she had in her hand on the couch and slowly moved her hands behind her head, her bottom lip beginning to tremble. I gathered my clothes up and started to put them on. While I did that, Donna's father went to the kitchen and returned with a kitchen chair. When I was finished, he pointed to the chair, looked at me and said, "Sit down." I did so. He took up a position in front of me, looked me in the eye and began.