But the size of the man handing her from the car kept them from following up on their desires. They were the most magnificent couple anyone had ever s...een. And their tans were the darkest. The couple entered the building, took the elevator to the 38th floor, and entered the offices of Clifford & Jamison. The receptionist, Judy Morris, took one look, let out a scream and raced around the desk. Three clients waiting to see attorneys were shocked by the display.Judy launched herself at Doug,. There was something else. I'm not quite sure what it was, although I suspect it was our shared views on sex. I think we both believed sex was not an act of intimacy (something I struggle with in my current relationship) it was an act of raw, carnal lust with no emotional hang-ups. I didn't care for him -- he didn't care for me. We suited each other perfectly. Emotionless fucking. No expectation of anything else. I missed it. "Hey cock," I replied -- my every instinct crying at me to ignore the. The car's doors were unlocked and he found her bag plopped down in the front seat. Glancing around, he noticed that her car was filled with empty fast food cups and wadded up wrappers. There were two rumpled bed pillows in the back seat as well as a pair of blankets. Something clicked inside Jeff's head.Kim was living out of her car.Quickly his mind raced through a few fantasies about stealing Kim away and using her like he had Stephanie. But he just as quickly shook off such thoughts. There. “At my desk.”“Good! Would you do something for me, Pet?”She looks unsure. “What?”“Would you put your feet up on the desk?”She lets go of her breasts. “I’d have to make space.”“Cuck can make space.”There’s a lull as parts of the man heave into view, his arm crossing the lens, noise as things are cleared, the woman staring at me all the while. Then her body shifts. The angle isn’t quite right, though.“Cuck!” I say. “Adjust the camera so I can see your wife’s pussy.”There’s a shudder, a sound..