I can feel it tightening around my ankles. Tight enough I can not get free but loose enough so that I am comfortable. I watch as your hands slide up...my thighs and around my seated ass. You pull me forward my ass forward on the chair a little so I am leaning back, your hands press my thighs open wider.My skin tingles and muscles jump at the touch of your thumbs spreading me open, teasing me. Your thumbs stroke my sensitive clit for a moment before you continue with the job at hand. Nails. I was only a rare visitor to Greg's offices and never went to the warehouse. The chances of any of the employees knowing me, was very low and anyway I intended for them to know exactly who I was eventually. Greg's promise to be more attentive lasted just one week and when on Friday he failed to even phone to say he would be late home, I put my plan into action. I dressed in my most revealing blouse and shortest skirt. My push-up bra and thong panties added to my sluttish look. The three-inch. Oh no, I thought and that sliped out. “Nooo, I never…..” But he ignored me forcing the rock hard cock past my clenched lips into my mouth. Gagging, I could taste its mushy sent and salty percum. Using my hair Daryl raped my mouth forcing my head down on his black cock as he thrust up. I could not take its so big hitting the back of my throat making me resist the urge to vomit up my dinner. While he ravaged my face in the back ground I thought I heard Kelly shouting in pain. “OOHHHHHHHH . You are a full partner, with executive decision making, Ali my darling. We’re not a commune, where everything goes to the vote.” “On top of all that, I want us to be able to demonstrate to Susan, when she visits, something else about the reality of our menage a trois.” Alison’s head was spinning an hour later, as they sat having a sandwich and a pot of tea in Lockwoods. “It’s all happening so fast,” she said, “I can’t believe the builders are starting on Wednesday. They really do jump for you,.