- I did!Later, in the car on the way home I furiously turned on him about it. He admitted he had told her stuff about me but in supposed confidence, t... "reassure" her he said. I'd been quiet at first and Paddy said she'd only been worried that I wouldn't go along with things and let her husband fuck me like she was already doing with him.He'd laughed and told her, "not to worry," He'd added I was so horny for it I'd probably let myself get fucked by a dog again too if they'd had one there, let. I exhaled a sigh of relief that I had the place back to myself again and sat down at the receptionist’s desk until Katrina came in at 11. I busied myself with some paperwork and greeted the occasional tourist that came by. Most mornings only tourists came into the gallery, evenings and weekends were when the serious shoppers came by. At 11 on the dot Katrina came in and took over the greeting duties. I moved to my office in the back and flipped through some portfolios that artists had sent in.. Grabbing firm hold on Susan’s shapely hips, He thrust hard and deep, ever increasing the tempo between the sound of his balls slapping her. Clear fluid coated his cock, stringy liquid followed each withdrawal. Bill kept up a solid pace, Susan managed to rise up on one arm, and grabbed her own breast, her own nipple, and contort it several ways. Bill reached forward, grabbing a handful of long brunette hair, like a solid rein , he pulled her head back, ceasing her ability to move forward with. My cunt clenched and I felt a drop of liquid slide down my thigh. With a slick finger, I rubbed my clitty. “Are you going to come for me, Mike? Do you like me masturbating with you? Staring at your big cock? Your smooth balls? I want to see you come, honey, come for me.” With two fingers, I rubbed myself slowly. I didn’t even try to come. Mike’s hand was moving fast and had moved up his shaft against that plump cock head. His tummy twitched and he aimed his cock at my cunt. A long stream.