Now, I got this little half-assed AM station in a place called Nutley, New Jersey. It's only a thousand watts and don't amount to nothin', but there's...so many people in the listening area that we can sell enough advertising to make a dollar. Now, I need somebody, 'be my man, there. It's not difficult. After a few days, it'll come natural to you."You'd be mostly just the bridge between them talk shows we run all the time. Later on, maybe you can do a couple' public service shows, half-hour on. “How’d you like that, baby?” she asked.“It was wonderful, I’ve never felt better,” I replied. We continued to make out a few minutes, but then we heard the door shut upstairs, and we quickly redressed. Just as Mr. Davis came downstairs, Mary Kate shouted “Rematch!” Lost, I looked at her and said, “Uhh, ye-yeah, yeah I wanna rematch.”“You beat me this time, but Air Hockey’s my game,” she said.“We’ll see,” I said, realizing her clever cover-up. “Hey, Mr. Davis, is the door all fixed?”“Yep, all. And right above where her precious cunt was now covered protruded a 5 inch long, thin and gleaming black rod! The two fucking on the daybed did not even notice her return as she quietly stepped behind me and quickly unsnapped a few of the connectors restraining me. I immediately freed my feet as she stepped around me and behind her boyfriend. “So you think you are the only one around here that knows how to fuck?” She said angrily as she aimed the small rubber dong at the hairy crease of his. Quinn looked down at Kat. This was a position they had never been in, and he was entranced at the site. Her pussy, normally pale pink, was flushed to a rosy red. Her lips were swollen, and her clit so erect that it was all the way out of the hood. He gazed at her ass. Loosened by Scott’s finger, it was still puckered, but slightly open. He was overwhelmed. Running his hands over the globes of her ass, Quinn relished the feel of warm velvet. G rabbing her hips roughly, he yanked her back and.