Needless to say, as I performed my felacio in the dirty piss ridden cubical, my bus came and went, and the sound of it being driven off was replaced b... footsteps descending towards my soaked pussy, I had forgotten to close my cubical door, and there I was with my full blown lips pressing hard against the formica that separated the sexes, with a cock fully inserted into my mouth, and moments later with another shagging my bare ass and cunt, now this is what I liked, thank fuck the bus came and. Instead of having my hard dick plunging into her pussy like she wanted, she found herself flipped over my legs, face down, getting five hard swats on her butt as hard as I could without causing permanent damage. Her screams brought out Al, Sue and a number of adults that had been in the bedrooms.They all heard me tell her sternly, “Every man, woman, and child old enough to understand was told I could stick my dick in any of them I wanted and no one could say shit about it, no matter how. My stomach fluttered, dangerously close to upsetting the contents onto the sheets. I looked at her quizzically. Without a word she moved down the bed, her hand on my thigh, moving up and under my shorts. I felt a twinge in my pelvis, an involuntary action. Claire knelt beside me, still half covered by the duvet. Her hands pulled at my shorts, I lifted myself to assist her. Now exposed, her hand cupped my sleeping cock, stroking it awake. Her hand closed around the shaft, feeling the blood. We could build a nice workout room for you and you could move your equipment down there. That would free up the garage and I could have covered parking for the first time in my life.”“It would be nice to work out and not be cold in the winter and hot in the summer.”“A finished basement would add value to the place when it’s time to sell it. Think of it as an investment, Aja. It’s not something that needs to get done tomorrow.”“All right -- we’ll think about it. Now, I need to be on my.