As we were leaving to meet Mel Brett's phone rang and after a shortconversation he told me that Charles and Jon were going to make a snapvisit so we c...ould discuss things - great I thought just what I needed,someone looking over my shoulder when I was getting into my job! (Myfemale insecurity bubbling)Also Brett had the authority to tell Carl to prepare his invoice forservices, this was sanctioned from the very top.Carl joked, "That'll cost them." Seriously Brett answered, "Carl if webreak this. It's hard to put into words quite what it felt like. It was almost as ifI'd been spun in a circle, over and over, the swirling chaotic feelingthat filled me. Yet, at the same time I wasn't dizzy. The pain in mymuscles had gone, replaced with the satisfying, weary ache a hardworkout gives. My nose still hurt. That pain had stayed consistent, ifperhaps a little easier and I'd place money on having black eyes bymorning (though normally, I earn the punch by trying to shag a guy'smissus, not by. "Common, Billy Boy." She teased again. "You love creampies. Well, let's make one now. I want Marion to taste one of our specials".Bill began to bump and grind away. Because he nearly came while getting his asshole reamed by Marion, it did not take long for him to shoot his load into his wife's wet, hot box. He pumped and pumped and pumped, until he was exhausted. He then collapsed on the bed, and Diane rolled over onto her back, and reached down to pinch her pussy lips closed, thereby trapping. My husband in all our marriage had failed to give this much pleasure, and for the second time that night I came with a strangers cock buried in my anus. I screamed into the pillow, my nails gripping it tight, as my anus pulsated on a strangers hard cock. I felt his cock stiffen, and I wondered if he was going to come inside me, but he pulled it out, which felt strange, like I was shitting myself. He spun me around.“Now suck me again, this time make me come slut.”“But its, been….”“I know where.