" Ah that doesn't make her competitive Sheila. That just means she doesn't approve of my lifestyle and likes to see me get my comeuppance." No I think...you're wrong there Dave. I've been on trips with Bobbie before, and I know that she likes to win everything she goes in for. Christ you should see her on the golf course, and blimey, in the gym she just will not get off her exercise bike in the mornings, until I've had enough."I turned and looked directly at Sheila."Er, Bobbie Weatherspoon and. This women struck me like a thunder bolt, and she comes in about two to three times a week just to say hi and maybe take her husband to lunch. She always looks so professional, she wears great form fitting skirts and dresses that don’t leave much to the imagination. The only reason I really go to work is to hopefully get a glimpse of her. One day last week I went into work and it was the usual boring day. When lunch time started to get nearer I began looking at the door knowing it was a. ”“Done it,” Amaya said after a moment.“Now pull down your shades and then pull down your pants.”That was a little harder. She was relieved that she was allowed to pull down her shades but stripping her pants was another matter. Wesley was wasting little time and she was pretty nervous. Amaya wiggled out of her jeans and noticed that she was already soaking her black thong. The thin strip of material in the back didn’t cover her ass at all and considering the importance of the paddle, Amaya was. “You noticed that I noticed, eh?” I laughed before sliding out of Trish to go back inside Ellie.The ladies rimmed each other in turns as I screwed them and then I gestured for Stacey to join us. I wanted Manfred to get a foretaste of his future love slaves or whatever one called them. I loved how Stacey immediately got to work taking my dick instead of Manfred’s, even as I now gestured for Wendy and Mom to ride his. He didn’t hesitate to stick his fingers up their butts this time, much to my.