God, I adore them both and want them so bad!Both she and Yvette, having fucked surreptitiously in various offices throughout the building for years, k...ew how to do this. They walked as if on their way to a meeting, carrying folders and day planners, gesturing as if discussing some deep business issue. One reason the lounge was apparently not used very much, Laura noticed as they walked through the warren of empty and dark cubicles, was that this part of the company had been recently. Then Joanne felt her gently lower the towel across her buttocks.After a minute or so she heard the door open and looked up to see a large Asian man wearing white slacks and a T shirt. He had strong arms and large smooth hands and a nice bulge in the front of his slacks. ‘Things just keep getting better’ she thought to herself.‘This is Farouk’ said Tina, ‘He will take over from here.’‘Good afternoon madam,’ said Farouk, ‘You want a tension relief massage I believe. Would you prefer me to use. He is wearing black and white Oxford Brogues, because shoes maketh the man. It is a cool and very clear night as he walks you proudly down the maple lined avenue towards the park. You follow meekly behind, trying to hide your shame as passersby stop to stare.The DM stops in the middle of the road and slowly walks back to you until his fully clothed body is tight against your naked skin. He kisses you deeply."Don't be coy, sub. Walk behind me, yes, that is only right and proper, but don't be. "Fuck my wife," I said. "Fuck her good."Larry drove his hard prick up Teresa's quim. God, it felt so good! Her cunt was super warm and minty; it gripped his cock like a vise. "Oh yeah - unh - ahh!" he grunted as he dug his dick deep in her cunt. Ah, she was so beautiful and sexy, her pussy was so hot and moist and snug, and he'd dreamed about fucking her, and now he was doing it.She wrapped her arms and legs around him and heaved her hips up. "Ahh - give it to me, Larry," she breathed out.