David sat opposite me and had a smirk all the way through the first courses. The waiters were crazily attentive, more towards me than Jasmine! I was ...esperate for the toilet but didn’t want to go to the “Ladies room” but I had no choice!. I excused myself and stood up David smirked at me with his sneering eyes, it almost felt like he was undressing me. I crossed the restaurant as best I could which wasn’t perfect but ok, passable? And entered the door marked Ladies, it was empty I sighed a. "Me too, damnit. Me too." That was the voice of the director. Becky heard the clatter of belt buckle, zipper and pants. The director was getting undressed. She looked over at him. His eyes were wild, and his stiff cock stood straight out from his body. Looking lustfully at Becky and Jack fucking, he slowly pulled back his foreskin, exposing his huge, purple helmet. "Jack," he said hoarsely. "Move over." Becky felt how Jack calmly – reluctantly - let his long, wet cock slide out of her.. “It wouldn't destroy our marriage if I were one of the men fucking you. It sounds pretty exciting to me.”, her husband responded.“Well, judging by their celebration here today, it does not seem to have harmed Vera and Andrew's marriage.” Sarah suggested.“Actually,”, I said, “I was pretty worried afterwards, even though Fred signed the contract, but it turns out that Andrew was aroused rather than jealous the whole time with Fred. I've told him that I'm up for winning more contracts and he seems. It is repeated loudly over and over in her head. Is she saying it? Can he hear her? In one solid stroke he is fully in her and her brain explodes with fireworks, her limbs wrapped tightly around him, her body pressed hard against his, hard nipples rubbing over his chest, his lips are on her neck, and she is screaming as her body ripples against his and around his. He is pounding hard and repeatedly. Her body cares little for his inexperienced thrusts as pleasure continues to resound in her hand.