Natalie tried to concentrate. “Please, please!” she begged. “Give me your cum!”“Again, slut!”“Please, please! I’m a cumslut! I need cu...m desperately! Please give me…”Now the cum came, in huge spurts, hosing her face, making her splutter when she inadvertently caught some in her mouth. Behind and beneath her the pounding continued unabated. Her hugely soiled mouth was invaded by a new cock.She was supposed to be meeting Elliott now, or shortly. But how could she after this insane orgy? Surely the. "Setting his glass on Diana's desk, David decided to put his shirt on in case someone barged in. He picked up the glass and sat his bare butt in her chair behind the desk, and read the newspaper. He was still there ten minutes later when he heard a light knock on the door before it slowly opened."Excuse me," a male voice said. "Diana asked me to bring this into her office."The young man entered the office and looked at David. "Where would you like me to put this?" Right here on the desk," David. Apparently he was too because the husband got busy deep in me again. Viagra?, I wondered...He drove into me deep and the deep inner-body shove intensified my orgasm, causing me to go from squinting at his wife to rolling my own eyes back in orgasm, and then, as he fucked hard into me he pushed me forward and I rammed my face into her crotch and hitting her pubic bone above her swollen clit really hard. I thought it was hard enough to hurt and end the sex-position. My face, smeared with her. Anastasia from across the street. Poor Stan. He was such a nice guy, shame his wife was some sort streakin' hussy. “Stop,” Mark said and I froze. His words seemed to reach right inside me and froze my legs in place. “Hi, aren't you a pretty one.” “Hi Madeleine,” Anastasia said. “She lives next door to you, Mark.” “Do you think she should join our club?” Mark asked her. “Oh, definitely,” Anastasia said and hugged me, rubbing her naked body against me. “It's great, Madeleine. You get to jog.