He asked me if I liked it down here and if I was doing any work while I was here. I asked him what business it was to him what I was doing here. He re...ached to his waist and I took a step closer.He told me he was only reaching for his ID and to relax. He handed me a folded leather wallet, which I opened. Inside there was a picture of him wearing a suit jacket and tie, and what caught my eye was the agency crest and name that was on the other flap. I handed it back to him and told him that's. Addicted to sex, to the unexpected. The unknown. We gave ourselves up. JB was right, we were sluts. His sluts for tonight.The room was full. Couples danced. Girls passed about, holding trays of drinks, or nibbles. I eat a little, drank a little more, but not so much as to become light headed. I’d emphasised the need to drink little to Alex. I hoped she had listened. I glimpsed her at the far side of the room, standing between two guys, who she seemed to have in the palm of her hand. They were. The dog was good because she could control his passion but the beast was usually just a warm-up for one of the boys or their father or her husband.Along her back she felt perspiration. She wanted her seething mouth on his cock. She wanted to suck hard and deep before he plunged it into her hole. She grabbed the long, thick shaft that hung low between his legs. She felt her juices start to flow again. They oozed from her cunt along with the dog's sperm and puddled on the floor under her ass."You. I think she has a very good teacher Wicked," he said and chuckled.Amy snickered again. "You can't be referring to me. I'm completely innocent." Yeah right," he said, letting her know in unspoken words just how much he disbelieved her."Let me get little miss Melanie for you," Amy laughed."Wicked, before you put her on the phone, we need to talk. I am sure that Mel has told you that I wish her to live with me. I love her Wicked. I want her around me all the time. I know that she loves me too. I.