She loved him with a fierceness that frightened and smothered him, but made him feel better at the same time. She looked at him, expressionless, her e...es looking directly into his. He could lose himself in those eyes and he had. They had known each other for nearly twenty years. Longer than he’d known Jess. Mrs. Chan. Even Carl. Bonnie was his past, his present and his future. There would always be Bonnie. Whether he wanted her or not. Her face softened. A little. ‘Liam.’ The Irish accent.. “Okay, Sandy. What’s on your little oversexed mind?”She sat down on a bench next to me, putting one leg up on the bench so that she could make a big production out of drying between her toes while in effect giving me a gynecological view of her closely shaven pussy.“You and Ron doing it yet,” she asked in a matter-of-fact voice.“Sandy! That is really none of your business,” I exclaimed with some indignity. “Well normally it wouldn’t be but with the big game coming up I thought we should discuss. “Yes, I love being spanked and yes, I want your cock in my ass.”Smack! Smack! Smack!Dolly felt herself get wetter and felt the need to rub her clit. She couldn’t believe how hot it was making her as she watched her boss spank Sophie and talk so dirty to her. It embarrassed her to know that she wanted very much to see his cock plow into Sophie’s ass!Smack! Smack! Smack!Sophie moaned as her pussy started to drip.Mr. Black saw how wet Dolly was too and said, “Well look at how juicy that pussy is!”. I’ve got a spare pair of knickers she thought stepping to the shower, playing with the temperature and flow then climbed in. With bags of time, she soaked in the powerful spray after donning a provided shower cap trying not to mess her careful casual style. Margi knew there would be make up people available and her style was easy to reciprocate.The soap was a luxurious brand and easily lathered so she carried out a full body wash, her slippery hands roaming her elderly body, lifting her sagging.