“ By design”) boring shit. No need for that much back story. Right???anyway as we start the chat, it quickly advances to sexy talk. And how much s...e respected me for not starting in with that right away. I’m not one to be takin off guard often. But that did. Even before the first drink is done she s horny as fuck. I see her moving in her seat. Touching herself. Unnoticeable of course ( fuck please ) any more noticeable and she might as well strip down right there and masturbate. Food comes.. I moaned around his prick and it started to spring to life. "You like the idea of sucking a cock that was just up your dirty ass don't you sissy?" I groaned again, and his grip on my head tightened. His cock was fully erect once again, the head bumping against the back of my throat over and over. "Ohhh sissy, I haven't had a twofer in so long, so fucking long, get on your back whore, lay back on the tile and show me your asshole." I lay back in one fluid motion, pulling my knees to my chest and. I grabbed the remote that was laying in the middle of the couch and turned the television on. I must have spent a good half hour flipping through channels to find something to watch. I knew I had things on my DVR and that is what I wanted to watch, but I also got sidetracked from actually doing so. So soon I was up into the movie channels and came upon a few porn channels. “Dirty Girls” was the title of one of the movies that was on. Without thinking much about it, I clicked on it. A pop up. Not only were biscuits missing, but there was a cam recording registered on his computer. “Now I’ll have the blighter” thought John. “I’ll watch it over lunch.” An hour later he left the office complaining of an upset stomach – he wasn’t sure he would be back the next day, but assured the site manager that his assistant could handle anything that came up. “What are you doing home?” asked Ellen cheerfully when he walked in their door. “Skiving. Told them I was feeling sick so I’ve come home..