He began fucking me again, ramming in and out of me with force. I had my legs wrapped around Randy's waist. I was holding onto his ass with my hands, ...ulling my deeper into my pussy as he fucked me. He was grinding on my clitoris and I knew that I would cum again shortly. My pussy was making squishing noises as Randy's cock pumped in and out from all of my juices and his big load of sperm that was pooled deeply inside me. The squishing sound of his cock churning inside my pussy seemed. His heart was racing. For a moment, he had the impulse to hang up, when after a few rings someone picked up, and a familiar smokey voice answered.“This is David.”For a second, Carson’s mind drew a blank. He didn’t even know this man’s name. He had to confirm, “Mr. Armisen?”Mr. Armisen chuckled at the hesitancy in Carson’s voice. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t call.”“Well, I just wanted to thank you,” Carson said, his knees shaking. He added quickly, “Uh, for the tip.”Mr. Armisen laughed.. In fact she seemed very contented since being broken-in by her yummy mother. It did make me wonder if Linda was furtively using the vibrator on the girl now or if she had simply given it to her to use carte blanch?Either way, it wasn’t my business really; just curious; the way men are over such things.After a few weeks, the hospital consultant informed Linda that Robert was out of intensive care. There was even a chance he could return home before long!I thought it would cheer Robert up if I. I went down a long dark hallway to the bathroom and took a piss, and then on the way back I noticed a side door was ajar that was usually closed. I peeked in and it looked like a large conference room with couches and beds in one area, so I stepped in and then noticed a lot of pictures on the walls that looked a little like calendars or something.Being in manufacturing, I was used to seeing risqué calendars in mechanic shops and other production areas, so I went closer to see if they had.