"Thad came to my coming-out party. He took me in my bottom. Your mother held his balls while he humped me."Their voices stopped as Gwen began to kiss ...er way slowly down Marcie's body, suckling her nipples and kissing across her stomach. Her tongue played with her friend's belly button and trailed across her abdomen. It parted the downy curls on Marcie's mound and tasted the juices that Marcie had spread around her sex.Marcie laid back and opened her legs. She let the pleasure flow through her. She was thrilled his time was up; another minute would have been torture. Unfortunately she was one of the only psychologists in town that was licensed to work with the court system. A glance at her computer screen reminded her; the next patient had canceled. Maybe she would just call her last client and cancel so she could go home. Marcy was reaching for her phone when she registered who the last client was… A young man she actually enjoyed seeing; plus after that last asshat she could use. He rubs his cheek against my pantyhose covered legs then starts to lick them. I can feel the pressure and the wetness of his tongue as he goes back and forth between my right and left legs, his hands gripping my hips, slamming his cock into my ass as hard and deep as he can. His pace slows as he runs out of steam, neither of us any closer to release. He is sweating hard, water dripping from his nose and his chin just as the rain outside drips from the eaves and downspouts. Every so often a drop. He felt unfulfilled.The phone buzzed and Charlotte picked up her headset while a postman walked into the small reception, decorated in garish white PVC and chrome, and passed a small bundle of letters to the outstretched hand of Oliver.This gave him a reason to walk around the offices, distributing letters that was normally Charlotte's job, before returning to his seat and she glanced at him. "I need a slash," she muttered and got up. "That tea's gone straight through me." She left Oliver alone.