From behind, she was kind of petite, had blonde hair that was bobbed and from a distance even though her blue medium length wool coat and loose leggin... hid her frame, I could see she was rather thin. Immediately, I wanted to get a better look and so I deliberately made my way so we would pass each other in one of the next aisles.As we approached each other in the aisle, eventually passing each other, she shyly looked at me briefly, but she seemed to try to avoid eye contact. I wasn’t sure if. Many times she had smiled when she noticed me glaring at her. A few times the lust in her eyes betrayed her professional composure, when I noticed her gazing at me. She had insisted on addressing me as Mr. Renard, rather than by my first name, from the moment we were introduced. The few times I had insisted that she address me as, Gil, she had reminded me that she wanted to keep our work relationship professional. However, her eyes told another story. She was afraid of addressing me by my. Once in, the full deep feeling was absolutely amazing, I had never felt anything so deep and completely filling and surprisingly pleasurable. He lasted a good fifteen minutes before he plunged in deeply and I felt him throb through numerous shots of cum that was now leaking out of my ass and onto the floor.Later, one of the frat security guys came in and asked if I needed a break, I had been multiple fucked for almost two hours, most guys didn’t use condoms, so I said I needed to empty out my. Anders went to the penthouse suite and deliver the food. Andrew had open that door, wearing a hawaiian shirt and baggy shorts. Sarah was a sleazy top that was see through while she was wearing a bikini underneath. Sarah walked over to Anders and started guiding him into the penthouse suite and Andrew started to face the other way while he was eating his cheeseburger. Sarah took off Anders work clothes and felt his chest and started to unbutton his pants. Sarah was really wet and wanted Anders.