Frustration begins to boil in my gut as I furiously fuck her, feeling her tight, hot pussy slipping up and down my shaft. She whines, playing with her...clit with one hand, idly caressing him with the other.“Fuck her ass,” He says to me, lifting her off my cock slightly, now dripping with her juice. She seems unsure as I watch him stare intensely at her for a few seconds, before she lines me up with her small, tense asshole and very slowly sinks onto me.“Shit,” She whispers and I groan as I feel. As soon as my cock was free of my pants her mouth was on it. It wasn't until that moment that I noticed she was wearing a skirt with leggings underneath it. The guy had his hand under her skirt and was fingering her. I couldn't see exactly how but could tell what he was doing.An anonymous blow job was better than jerking off so I was pretty happy. The guy motioned to the door and they both straightened up. I saw a male with a flash light and work vest, walk down one side of the rows, across the. Thankfully, Carrie didn't try to seduce him that night, she kissed him goodnight and went to bed early. Rocky checked to make sure Carrie was asleep, then went to check his recorder. He made his way to the garage and retrieved it, leaving the microphone in place. He took the tiny device into his office, attached a pair of ear buds to it, and with his heart thundering, hit play.The first fifteen minutes of the tape was of Carrie talking on her cell phone to her sister Caroline, the radio playing. Mr. Maytag man delivered, installed, taught the tricks of the new washer and hauled the old one away.Looking at the dead washer, he said, "I have one of these at the shop ... it runs perfectly but looks awful. I'll have a weeks worth of work swapping parts ... such fun!" He actually rubbed his hands with glee. Not that you could blame the man ... most of the calls about broken washers and other Maytag appliances were fixed by plugging the delinquent appliance's power cord to the wall socket or.