I looked down to see my hairy pubic mound covered in cum, I could feel it stuck hotly to my gash. There was a difficult silence as Adrian got some pap...er towel from the kitchen, and Allan put his cock away. I mopped up the cum on me as Allan observed, and then adjusted my clothing. We never did this again, not because I didn’t want to, but because Adrian and Allan both fucked me as a threesome the following week, (Tale to follow another time), but then never spoke about it again. Although I. Their little experiment in workplace togetherness was not only being observed by a fourth party, it was being preserved for posterity.Through the glass window of an empty office across the street, a man was engaged in capturing the activities of the three through a tripod mounted camera with a large telephoto lens."They're going at it right in front of floor to ceiling office windows." He spat with contempt, "They might as well be fucking in a storefront on Main Street."The photographer was a. She whispered, "This is your last blow job as a single man."I was turned on immediately. Carol lapped my cock until it was rock hard. She swirled her tongue around the head and then swallowed me down her throat. I could hear gurgling and moaning. It felt like my cock was enveloped in a warm spa. She kept sucking and bringing me to the edge then backing off. It was exquisite torture. I was trying to keep my moaning quiet. Her lips slid from my crown to the base of my cock, softly sucking. Maybe my watch was slow but it felt like she should have been there by then. A loud noise caught me off guard. It was the steel door slamming shut. There she was. Absolutely stunning. She had black hair with red streaks that went down to her shoulders. Her height surprised me. Mistress Nikki was not much shorter than me, probably about 6 foot 1. The knee high vinyl boots added to that. The black leather corset squeezed her body and pushed her large breast together for quite a sight.“On your.