Once we got there, we had to wait at the elevator, and we also saw some men coming down from the other hallway, they were what I would call, undesirab...es and they were approaching Kate. ‘Hey, hot stuff, come play with us,’ one of these men says, as they are walking towards us. Kate turns to them, ‘I’m taken, if I play it will only be with this man here,’ as she wraps her arm around mine. I was going to keep my mouth shut, she’ll handle this herself, she doesn’t need me to step up, yet. ‘Come. Their own moans joined mine, and the air was filled with our expressions of pleasure, with slapping and squashing sounds, deliciously naughty and uninhibited. Heat built up between my legs and turned it into a volcano of desire. My skin burned with excitement. My nipples throbbed and screamed with pleasure each time they brushed over Robert’s hairy chest, and I quickly approached the peak of arousal. Somehow, Clare managed to slip one slippery hand between me and her husband and rubbed my clit,. He leaned down, licked her ear, and whispered "cum for me". This was all it took, and she opened her mouth in a silent scream, thrusting her hips forward and arching her back as the tension in her released, female juices squirting from her, covering Dylan's hand as he continued to move his fingers around inside of her. He hummed "Ohhh Sophie, good girl, that's a good girl!" He praised her, lapping at her pussy, cleaning up the hot mess she had made. She wasn't through though, and Dylan. In the morning punished her ears and exploded in her brain. She woke up with a massive headache and a hangover that wouldn't quit. She had no time to fool around or try to make herself better. She had to get to work and get that assignment done. She took a quick shower and got dressed. The only thing she had going her way was, dress down Fridays. On Fridays she kept the make up to a minimum. She threw on a blouse and a skirt and headed out the door. It was still dark at 4:30 am when she got.