She gave a little squeal and redoubled her efforts on my vulva and clitoris. I was fascinated, as he pushed into her, all her vulva folded in with him... and it looked as if he was being gripped by a hairy glove, and as he pulled out, she opened up and her inner lips clung onto him as if trying to stop him escaping. I had to turn my head a little to avoid his testicles flopping across my face, and I could just reach her clitoris with the tip of my tongue. I could feel my orgasm building up, and. Are you okay with that?”“Of course I am, as long as you have great sex and are well fucked by Martin and things stay as they are now.”“Oh, believe me, Martin fucks me well and I have great sex and things will stay as they are now. You will still clean me and see my tits and ass.”And you will still work me off?”“Of course I will and you will still eat Martin’s cum on every meal. And you will still strip naked when you come home.”“Okay babe, I can live with that.”“Trevor, please stop calling me. The first interaction that drew Karen's attention to me was the day I came across the head of data processing and one of his toadies attempting to move a file cabinet across the office to the accounts receivable.The cabinet was tall but empty and they wouldn't slide it for fear of scratching the floor. There was no one else around except Karen and the woman from accounts. There was a long conversation on where the two-wheel dolly was and I just shook my head."Oh for the love of God," I said. It had been a long time since a girl had touched him there, and he liked it, purring with satisfaction as the shapely hooker took two fingers and put pressure on him in a "come here" motion.Simon groaned.Holly stopped stroking his cock with her hand and impaled on her mouth on his member, running her tongue over the shaft. She reached down and picked up a little bottle of lubricant she kept stashed by the bed and squirted a bit onto her fingers. She then swapped hands and began putting pressure.