"You guys can have a short rest while I change" We waited for ten minutes he was so surprised I let them sneak off to fuck just talking for a minute a...out it got him rock hard. "Damn you really love my wifes holes huh". He just gave a fast nod. "I hope your wifes putting on her cute little skirt for us". I already knew she was she says we fuck her harder everytime she wears it and when she walked out in it I made sure we didn't disappoint her. I had her bent over the couch sucking my cock. She had one arm around my neck and her lips were lightly touching mine our tongue tips just gently flicking at each other. I felt her hand leave my prick and grasp mine bringing it down to her crotch. She had on a thick woollen mini skirt and as she drew my hand beneath it I realised that she was wearing stockings instead of tights, and her panties were only a tiny triangle of silk which was already moist with her juices of arousal. ‘Make me cum…. Quickly…. Now!’ she panted, ‘Just once more ….. He was doing good. I called June, this young Haitian-Canadian woman I had been seeing. We’ve been going through a rough patch lately and I’m trying to mend things. She was asleep so I left her a message. We’re supposed to go to the movies this coming Friday or Saturday or something. Around midnight another security guard came to the site. An Indian guy named Singh. He’s a stocky guy with short hair and a goatee, in his early twenties. Not very talkative but decent enough, I say. I let him into. Looked brand-new and rather classy. So she did cross the street, went down the steps and entered the darkish room. She went to the counter, ordered a cup of tea and asked for the toilet. It was when she washed her hands that she realized that she had no cash, only her credit-card. But that should not be a problem, almost all places took plastic these day. “But we don´t,” the manager told her as she took the first sip,” the company will have it up and running tomorrow…” “Ohh…i am terribly.