Come here.” She sighs and pulls her fingers out, turning and walking gingerly back over to me. I turn her ass to me and pull her cheeks apart gently... inspecting her like a piece of meat. Her poor asshole, raw and abused, a trickle of blood. But as I feel her soft cheeks in my hands, I watch as the wound seems to heal up before my eyes. As I suspected.I turn her toward me, standing over me. I take her hands in mine lovingly. “I need to see something else. Don’t worry, this one’s easy.” She. On the way out, I stopped to speak with Jan. "Jan, I want you to know that my wife and I are probably headed for divorce. Can you please do me a favor?" Jan looked sad. "Of course, Frank. I'm so sorry to hear that about your marriage. What can I do?" "Jan, I need you to screen my calls coming in. Under no circumstances do I want to speak with my wife here at work. If she calls asking for me, would you please see to it that you won't put her through unless it is a family emergency." "Of course,. It seemed like she had fully relaxed now and things would be just fine. I took it easy on her as I started to slowly move my hard cock in and out of her tight little butt some more. I slowly withdrew until just the swollen head was inside her. Then, I pushed it all the way back into her. I could feel the soft velvety tip just touching the end of her rectum. I just loved the sight of my cock moving in and out of her sexy ass, and that smooth feeling of being inside her, yea, there was nothing. My cock was beginning to sense that it was in for a little exercise and was beginning to rise inside the polyester prison. Shortly, she emerged from her shower with only a towel that was wrapped around her head. Her breasts were ample and slightly puffy and her mousey brown pubic hair glistened from the starlets of water that had escaped the drying towel.She came over to the bar stool I was perched on and climbed up in my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and began kissing me full on the.