They were wet with all the sucking and he arranged his hard-on and said I’ll be back in a moment when he left she did not even cover her tits and di...n’t even bother that I was looking at them. She took out her phone and dialled some number in a hurry and said boss I got the account yes. I convinced him by my own means and then she disconnected. I was still looking at her magnificent tits which were moving up and down because of heavy breathing.I said nice trick. Never fails and she was stunned. A hand slipped in between her thighs and stroked at her soaking wet slit. Rachel moaned and shuddered. Her folds smothered in her own aroused juices. Two long fingers sunk into her moist channel, pumping into her pussy with a strong steady rhythm.“You are one wet cunt…You really need to be thoroughly fucked tonight slave.” Came a voice.The multiple hands kept exploring her every soft female slit and hole. They way her hands were bound, Rachel could not stop any of their explorations. She mewled. “Hey, don’t fall asleep in the tub!” Bree said. “I’m not big enough to haul your ass out. Climb out and dip into the still bath for ten minutes.”“Bree? What are you doing... ? Oh, yeah.” I kept forgetting that the sports therapy room was co-ed. It had doors connecting from both the men’s and women’s locker rooms. That’s why we wore shorts. “Do you get to boss me around?”“What do you think a manager does?” she laughed. “Ten minutes in the still tub, then dry off, put on a dry pair of shorts or. They didn't tell us how good it felt, they just said the man put his penis in the woman's vagina and ejaculated. Wow! It doesn't sound like much that way, but what if I told you that my daddy has his big dick all the way up my pussy and he's about to shoot a gallon of cum in me? Doesn't that sound like more fun?"It sounded like fun to me. Unbelievably, my prick swelled some more. Don't know how it could, but I could swear it felt twice as big as before. I knew Marcie shouldn't be telling.