“How about this? Drop’Em or I’m going to take them off you,” I said while grabbing the top of Steven’s shorts. Steven tried to take a quick...step back but I pulled and his top button let go. I could hear his zipper releasing with a loud tearing sound. He tried to push my hands away from his shorts but I pulled myself against him. Steven’s hands were on my shoulders trying to push me back but I kept moving into him. I jerked down on the waistband of the shorts causing them to loosen and fall to. . No problem there. This bitch is going to get what she deserves tonight!" Jamal sneered.Jamal pulled the leash and started to walk down the corridor, with me keeping up as best I could on my 5 inch heels. It was embarrassing walking down the corridor like Jamal's pet on a leash, dressed as a Frenchmaid and everyone looking at me. I just wanted to get out of the office. As he reached the front door and he opened it and stepped outside into the parking lot, I froze. It was a momentary freeze, as. He reached under her legs, lifted them and rolled her hips up and back to expose her cum covered cunt and unused dark brown asshole. His cock was half soft but impressive as he pushed it between her cheeks and against her brown eye. She tried to sit up and wiggle free but Jeff held her down in place. Steve grabbed the couch with one hand on each side and just above her pelvis to lock her hips in place so she could not move away from him. Jeff continued to face fuck my wife as Steve pushed his. My cock was still hard. I smiled wickedly as I thought how I’d just sucked her man off only minutes before. I stroked myself slowly still tasting him. Then I thought I should get out while she was in the toilet to completely avoid any problems. Fuck it. I stayed and rubbed myself silently. “Nice shoes.” The woman said to me through the stall. I nearly jumped out of my skin when she broke the silence of the room. For a moment I was petrified. Then I gathered myself and thought, all.