When he started sliding his cock in and out, I opened my eyes to see that Jay was no longer fucking Mandy. He had been replaced by another guy and he...was pounding her hard. From the sounds of her moans I could tell she enjoyed it. Jay was standing next to the guy that was fucking her and I wondered if she knew that some other guy was fucking her.I can't believe he was letting some guy fuck her. He won't even let me do that. My vision was obscured when a guy stepped in front of me and fed. It was like living with an active volcano, never being sure when the eruption would come. It was that temper that fueled the calamity that befell them.A cloudy and blustery Saturday a few weeks later saw Carl Crowe in Angie Rizzo's graphic office at work with her drawing materials strewn over her table and desk."Okay, Carl. I have to be near the phone. I told Frank that I had some work to clear up and he expects me to be here. Shit, he's called me twice already. He doesn't trust anything I tell. “Grab onto the headboard and do not let go.” He instructed her, punctuating each word with a jolt of his arm. Hanna almost asked why but the hand gripping her neck tightened briefly in warning. Gradually, hands shaking, she wound her them around two strong spindles. She felt his body move to her side instead of behind her. Her buttocks were raised into the air and she felt a good measure of embarrassment at the position. She was totally exposed and unable to do anything about it. With her. I could see his eyes sparkling as he was moaning softly. I crossed my legs around his waist and exerted a slight pressure to my left side; we turned around while he remained inside me. I was still for a few seconds, feeling his penis and placed my hands over his firm chest. I gently lean over him until our lips touched as I whispered, "I want you to make me scream."He grinned, grabbed my ass cheeks, and resumed the thrusting. With my hands over his chest, I pushed myself up, arching my back and.