Molly went back into the corridor.Her cheeks were flaming.Then a strange thought came to her; she was glad that she had been sucking and fucking with ...ogs! She had been deeply ashamed of that, before she discovered her husband's infidelity. Now it seemed justified, as if she had taken her revenge on him even before she knew there was a sin to be avenged.It served the bastard right to be cuckolded by a boxer!And as she remembered the dogs, she remembered, too, what had motivated her. His tongue circled my hole and I took a deep breath. I screamed out as his tongue pushed into my ass and he started to tongue fuck me. I came again in no time. Standing up, he pulled my ass to the edge of the desk and with one swift, hard thrust, buried his cock in my ass. He pumped hard and fast into my ass, making me scream and cum all over the place. Groaning he pulled out, placed my legs over his shoulders, and buried himself in my wet pussy. His thumb grounded on my clit as he thrust in. You're not supposed to be in here." The hell, I'm not. Remember, I'm general manager. Besides that, you women's lib types fought to get women reporters into the team locker room. That cuts both ways, bitch. If women can get in and get a cheap thrill seeing naked jocks, then there's nothing wrong with a man going into a women's locker room. That's the law. Now shake that ass!"Debbie was stunned. What he said was true, but she had never thought that particular ruling would ever effect her. She. Thank you, Allison," Mr. Franklin said to the receptionist. "You are welcome Sir," she replied. Mr. Franklin turned to James. "So what do you think of my receptionist, James?" "Pardon?" "What do you think of her? She is quite pretty, don't you think?" "Y.. yes, I suppose so..." he said, not quite sure where he was headed with this line of questioning. "Well Allison here is one of our current models. Pretty amazing isn't she?" Mr. Franklin said. James was flabbergasted. He would never have.