She automatically opened it and tasted my pussy juices. Anger was replaced by lust in her eyes. She quickly recovered, stepped back and rested her beh...nd on her desk.“James, I want you to fuck her,” Catherine commanded the poor sap. “Lick her pussy.”James dropped to his knees between my spread legs and roughly pushed his inexperienced tongue between my cunt lips. When he inserted a finger in my vagina, to replace his tongue, I had to do something.“Who trained you? Catherine?” I turned to her. Once on the bed, Lori got on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass at her customer. “Come on big boy. Grease up that thing of yours and stick it in my ass. Just go slow when you enter me.” As he spread the lube on his hard cock, he said to Lori. “Oh my God. I can't believe I'm really going to fuck you in your ass.” “Well, what are you waiting for? All you have to do is put the head of your cock to my asshole, take a hold of my hips and push in slowly.” She told him. He eagerly knee. I must admit I did, and I was secretly flattered, but that was no excuse. “You’ve gone too far now. Get out of here and don’t come back. GET OUT!” I shouted. Dean went, but he had a dirty grin on his face. Did he know what I was thinking? I went to bed that night, but I couldn’t get to sleep, I kept thinking about what Dean had said. I couldn’t get it out of my head. Was I really the object of my son’s friend’s fantasies? Did they all wank while they thought about me? Were they thinking of. “Shit!” I grumbled when I saw the length of the queue. There must have been 50 people there and even in my alcohol fuelled state I knew that meant at least a 30 minute wait at this time of night. “Hey;” I tugged at Sara’s arm, “do you see those two lads in the cardigans?”“Where?” She squinted at the queue as she wasn’t wearing her glasses. “Near the front.” I slurred, “The fat one’s wearing glasses.” “Oh!” She gulped in a mouthful of air, “Why?” “I know them. They live in my flat.” I stated.