A small smile is on your lips as I push firmer on the outside of your hole. I ask one more time if you are sure this is okay and you say that you thi...k it feels great and how you’re excited about what I am going to do. Your hole is slick now and I drop some more lube onto the center of your hole before I press my finger inside for the first time. You arch away from me and hump the bed at the shock but I am slow and gentle, allowing you to get used to the feeling of being full. I slowly. I whispered in ‘builder guys’ ear “it is just my friend,” you could see the immediate relief on his face as he started to play with my clit again. I leaned back against the wall, opened my legs further and ‘builder guy’ slipped three fingers deep inside me. The feeling was immense, I was being fingered hard and deep by ‘builder guy’ in the cubicle while my husband was just metres away in the restroom now washing his hands. This was so hot, and I was getting so close to cumming. I heard the. .. it's all just pain and hate and fear. No reason, no purpose ... no point. And it never stops. Never."I put my left hand behind her neck and worked my fingers into her hair, massaging her scalp while I continued working on her back."There ought to be a point, don't you think? A reason for it all?" There probably is a reason for most of it." she said, rubbing her breasts against me. "But since you can't see the thoughts behind the feelings I suppose it's always going to seem pretty. ‘Yeah, undo those buttons… keep kissing my boobs…. Get your trousers off… keep touching me there…’ And then the ‘Ohmigod it’s huge,’ and the gagging noises, and groans of delight muffled by his cock halfway down my throat. Then the ‘uh, uh, uh, ah, ah, eh, eh, eh, eh, ohgod, eh, eh, eh, eh, uh, uh, uh, eh,’ as he started fucking me, slowly at first, then building up (uh, eh, eh, eh) then harder and faster (eh-eh-eh-uh-uh-uh) and him yelling (yes, yes, yes) and shouting my name and telling me.