My coffee tasted of cum as I sipped a creamy cappuccino eyeing up the waiter and customers. Less than half an hour since my last sexual encounter and ... was horny, and hard, again. I finished my coffee faster than I had wanted to and headed for my second store. The Pleasure Chest had a different format. On entering the building you could head downstairs for the video booths of upstairs for the store. I needed change so headed up first. There was a middle aged man, in a smart suit, waiting also. He was not mild in his pace, he was rough, hard and fast. He was just like a dog fucking his bitch in the middle of the road. He was so animalistic that his teeth were biting my breasts and nipples really hard. His hands were spanking me, slapping me and playing with the rest of my body.I was at the bottom while he was continuously pounding his cock into my pussy from the top. His continuous pounding had already made my mood and all that I was doing was moaning. He started to twist my body and. After I finished my breakfast I decided to check my messages again.Since John’s was the first message, I called him first. ‘I got your message and we will work on the papers. Call me sometime over the weekend, so we can get the basic information out of the way. That way I can get Porter on it Monday. Love you dad’.“Me to,” I said to the afternoon breeze.The next message was from Tommy. ‘Hey I liked your friend. I also enjoyed Lucinda’s little entertainment. The land purchase is an excellent. “Off. Now.” Ebima smiled fiercely and pulled his shirt from his body. Chris pulled his own shirt, the fabric was barely clear of the boy’s chest, as Ebima latched on to his nipple. Chris cried out as Ebima sucked and worried at the puckered flesh, his massive hands kneading the boy’s crotch. Chris grabbed Ebima’s hair and swung the demon’s face toward his, melting into his mouth. As they ate at each other, Ebima stood them up and leaned Chris against the desk. He hooked his fingers into the top.