Surprised he didn’t drag you up to his room and give you a good seeing to.”“Maybe he did.”He smiled smugly. “I think you’re a little old ...or him, dear.”Too old? Too old? I was livid.If that wasn’t bad enough he totally cut his own throat by adding. “Big, strapping, lad, mind you. Wonder if he plays golf. Low handicap, I’ll bet.”The man was obsessed, and it wasn’t with me. Without knowing it he’d just given Holger a licence to be intimate with me.The next day I found Holger lying face-down. Though my stomach flutters, I narrow my eyes in challenge, as if he could see me… then take a quick breath, before walking over to pick up the receiver. “Hello?” A deep, hauntingly familiar voice replies without preamble, “Are you busy?” I can’t help grinning, my stomach tightens in anticipation as I fall back on the bed, twirling my fingers around the phone cord. “Not particularly,” I reply, only a little breathless. “What’s up with you?” But he ignores my attempt at flirtatious conversation. "Woof, woof, woof," she was almost howling. I could tell she was close, and so was I. I pulled her hair even harder. Her ass was shaking and pounding against my dick. "Oh God yes! Oh God yes! Oh God Fucking Damn," she screamed."Oh my fucking God, I'm cumming!" I grabbed her hips very hard. She was holding on to the counter with all she had, bucking up and down on my rock hard dick. "That's it, Bitch! Make me cum! Make me cum all in that wet shit," I yelled. "Look at your husband," I said."Look. "I was blowing him and he was blowing me long before I started fucking Michelle."Then without another word he bent down and took my cock into his mouth. Sliding up and down a few times he pulled out and said, "Keep watching your sister."I couldn't believe it, but damn it felt so fucking good. I looked down again. Now Aimee had moved to be on top of Paul and was grinding her pussy into his mouth while sucking on his cock. I was already close and now I had a warm, wet, expert mouth sucking my.