’ ‘To get back at Sandy, do something disgusting on her desk. You know the easiest way to get back at your husband. And to prove your girl wrong, ...o something, eh, kinky.’ ‘Okay,’ she said drawing it out, ‘I’m listening.’ ‘Anal sex on the desk,’ I explained. ‘Would a prude take a butt-fucking in the office, rubbing herself all over the desk.’ ‘That’s perfect. My husband has wanted my ass for years, and Sandy would hate it. But where could i find someone to butt-fuck me on short notice.’ She. He must have installed an intercom at some point without my knowledge. The man nodded into the camera. He was a very heavyset fellow. He stood in front of me naked. His belly just about touching my face. I could see his cock and I thought “this won’t be too bad, his dick is really small.” Which made sense why he was here in the first place. Since Artie had a time limit for the first few hours, the man went behind me and moved my panties aside. He started rubbing his cock over my ass, getting it. Moving quietly, I sneaked a look and was flabbergasted. Mum and Margaret were sat snogging on the settee, mum had her hands-on Margaret’s tits and Margaret did the same back. I had a good view and was sure they couldn’t see me. After a minute or so Margaret lifted mums top over her head.And then felt her tits again, as they kissed. Mum unbuttoned Margaret’s blouse and pushed it off her shoulders. Now I was getting strange feelings as my best friend at school, Alison, makes my tummy churn every. I shuck off my gym shorts, and get behind Dustin, and yank his off him as well. I reach down and grab his rock hard boner giving it a hard squeez. I grab him by his mohawk and turn his head around to face me. “You wanna fuck her dawg”? “Huh—you wanna fuck that cunt”? Dustin, now sweatin again, and pantin like a dog, just replies with “ya”, and a shit eatin grin. Encouraging him on I tell him “Then stick it dawg. Slam that cunt and tear that shit up b*o” Dustin waste no time—pushing Jennies legs.