It wasn't but just a few moments later until I heard Linda start moaning and mumbling oh yea, oh yea that's it baby fuck me harder, oh yea, oh god I'm...cumming don't stop don't stop then a long low moan and whimper as her orgasm rushed through her body. Sandy and I laid there watching Dave holding Linda by the hips while he thrust his cock in and out of her like a jack hammer. Linda was cumming in waves and shortly Dave grabbed her by the hips, thrust his cock as deep into her pussy as he could,. Suddenly, a dark green mist jetted from the mouth of the bottle. Terrified, he dropped the bottle and turned to run, thinking that it might be poison gas. As he turned he tripped over his forgotten pole and fell to the ground. He didn't even bother trying to get up he just scooted backwards on his rear.He watched as the mist seemed to coagulate and take shape. It continued to stream from the bottle as a human form began to take shape. Ed could make out a man's torso and arms and a head although. The wet piece of brown cotton covering her curves did little to hide them, and their eyes drank in her full, bulging breasts, the twisting, writhing line of her hips. Her breasts were unusually full and seemed to invite groping, but the rest of her body was lithe, combining the lean grace of a girl with the soft voluptuousness of a woman. She was of average height for a woman, brown haired, perhaps twenty or hard. The captain grabbed one of her full breasts and squeezed it hard, and she. He could be her loving man at home, but he needed to be her boss at work. Her boss that used her body for his pleasure.She smiled, facing the fact that the idea of him using her like a whore made her really fucking wet. She had a high sex drive too. Why not embrace that and give them what they both needed?So today she would be his Office Whore, his slut, his plaything. Tomorrow she would be his loving, romantic bride-to-be. He would enjoy both days immensely, and so would she.When he finally.