Age 54, graying at the temples, he embodies ?urbane law-firm partner:? Hickey-Freeman suits, Cartier cufflinks, voice like a tumbler of scotch: the ?o...d money? look. Six-foot two barefoot. Shirtless his chest muscles ripple like a low tide, betraying the athlete he once was. No middle-aged paunch to his stomach, in fact his diet is rather ascetic considering his wealth: cornflakes & an orange for breakfast, an apple for lunch, and for dinner a small filet with rice- that's about it. Routines. I asked him in for coffee and we got talking and discovered we had a lot in common.”Bill started to speak, but Randi held her hand up to signal he needed to be quiet.“He discovered, by accident, that I have a submissive side and that you do not care about that at all. He is a dominant male and volunteered his services to me. After I took an evening to think about it, I agreed to allow him to help me. We wrote a contract that we both signed. My copy is on the desk and I will get it for you, so. "Fuck! Waitgoddamnit! Oh oh oh uhuhuh ungh ungh uh uh yeah fuck. I need water! Uhuhuhuh" as she continued to grunt a guy threw a glass of water in her face. I chuckled. She was getting used like a filthy whore. This guy was slamming her snatch as hard as he could. The guy after him used both thumbs to open her asshole while holding her hips. The guy after him crammed his entire dick in her ass without concern. She screamed loud but within a couple minutes, she gushed all over the floor. That. As the water lathered on my face, I had a flashback to the events of the day prior. Both Miss Jenna and Mrs Patel “work activity” was embedded in my mind. I got hard instantly despite the morning wood.My mind had made up a scenario where both Mrs Patel and Miss Jenna was with me in the shower. I slowly stroked my dick while imaginary Miss Jenna came and hugged me from behind, her dick wedged in between my soft ass cheeks. She kissed me right behind my ears and all the way down my neck, her dick.