“Hmmm, I’m close,” I moaned. “Oh god no, pleaseee. Put it in, I was made for your cock. I’m your slut, fit for being fucked by you only,”...she panted. I grinned and stopped jerking. She looked at me, awaiting to feel my member enter her wet opening. I wasn’t going to disappoint her. As I entered, a lot of pussy juice squished out. I slid in with ease. “Hmm yesss.” “Hold on tight, slut.” Before she could react I started to slam in and out of her with incredible speed. Her wet pussy was. ”I called my contact and told him that Janet is willing to try to learn what’s necessary. I also told him that we would be leaving within an hour, and to look for us in three to four hours.Kissa was the next person I needed to talk to. She was out at the Airpark but Betty and Star were sitting at a table on the patio playing cards. “Betty, Star; Janet and I have to go out west for some training. We’re going to be gone for most of the week, so Kissa may need to stay in your office for the week.. As I started to lick the seed of whoever had been fucking my slutwife off her she told me of her day…She’d gone into work as normal. Massaged a couple of regulars, given a couple of “happy ending” hand jobs to a few and then late on in her shift a fit looking guy had come in with a couple of pals. Apparently it was a bit of a stag do treat that they hadn’t managed to fit in so they were doing it that night. Fran was, as usual, wearing stockings held up with a belt (she says hold-ups are a. She still hadn’t moved her leg. I was flustered and got up to leave, hard-on be damned. Stephanie shot up and blocked my way to the door. “I’m just kidding,” she said. Her eyes went down to the bulge in my pants and back up, meeting my eyes. She had that look – innocent and devilishly sly at the same time. She took my hand in hers and silently walked down the hallway with me in tow. I followed her into her room and she shut the door behind me. It was a little dark as the curtains were pulled.