? Chuck laughed as Cherie sneered at me and inhaled on her cigarette, blowing the smoke back at me. My cock tingled a little in the plastic cage I ...as wearing, not so much at the thought of Chuck fucking my wife, I had grown used to that, but at the thought of Blanche, my Mother-In Law whom Cherie often remarked how strict and domineering she was. Cherie sneered again as she blew more smoke.?I’ll give Mum my cell phone number so she can call us whenever she wants; she’ll let us know if you. He repeated this over and over until he started cumming. He let his first couple of shots of cum blast down her throat and then pulled out and launched the rest on her face and in her eyes. When she moved her hand up to start to wipe it off, he again started slapping her tits hard and ordered, “You leave that where it’s at bitch.” ‘Slap’ “You look better with my cum on your face anyway.” ‘Slap’ “Don’t you dare ever clean my cum off of your face unless I give you permission.” ‘Slap’ “Now. " How did you know that?" Tracy started to ask, then answered her own question. "Oh yeah, interoffice mail has nothing on the rumor mill." That and the fact that you have the look of a woman who hasn't been laid in awhile." Nina added.Tracy paused for a second, wondering if there really was such a look or was Nina just playing with her."You know, I only live about ten minutes from here," Nina unexpectedly said, again changing the subject."Your point being?" Well, seeing as being direct has. I went out and ate a bit and made preparations to head back on the bus, and put in one final appearance — and there was someone in the stall! In fact, there was someone in BOTH stalls! This left me in a quandary — were they doing anything? If I took a serious interest, they were going to see me through the inevitable gaps in the stall door openings and they would probably stop — at least — but curiosity was KILLING me! Was this just a couple of guys taking a dump, or was somebody getting a.