She showed that she was in soooo much need of a good fuck and felt it as well. She knew she needed him against her. Her body was up in the air while s...e fingered herself more wildly. “Oh yeah, oh yeah,” she cried out. She must have cried that out a few dozen times at least while her fingers dug into her pussy uncontrollably. She wished she’d had a dildo. With that she could have produced so much more but the fingers would have to do it for her. “Oh yeah, oh fuck…ohhhhhh just fuck me Tyler! Fuck. He too was massaging my boobs, pinched my nipples so hard, that I cried with a few drops of tears in my eyes. But he knew no limits tonight. Again this man came loads of cum in my mouth and made me drink it. We stayed back with his limp dick in my mouth. I was sucking and cleaning his dick of every drop. We then had a beer, while kissing each other, his beer in my mouth and mine in his. After finishing the can, we drove home; since it was too late he planned to stay over at my place. I was in. Rex was wealthy and hot tempered and he was used to having his own way, and Loretta could hold her own and used to glory in making his life miserable. Even though they were divorced, they traveled in the same social circles and seemed to work hard at running into each other whenever they could. Frank found Loretta at the pool just as he suspected he would. As soon as he saw her he back stepped then and called out, ‘Loretta, it’s Frank.’ ‘I’m out here sunning, Frank.’ ‘Are you decent?’ ‘Hell. ” He pointed to a door with only the number ‘101’ distinguishing it from the doors of the other offices along the passageway, which accommodated the clerks and accountants of the Treasury.The corridor was painted in the less than prepossessing colours of Burnt Umber and Eau de Nile, and all the office doors a Deep Brunswick Green.The effect was both depressing and nauseous, and I thanked G — no, not that figment of imagination but rather fate, I was not one of the living-dead quill pushers.