"See you later then!" was her muffled response just before he heard the water running.Instantly his head filled with images of Sarah in the shower soa...ing down her body ... he briefly enjoyed the fantasy of crying off work and – joining her instead..."Think meetings ... think work!" he growled to himself as he left the flat and the temptation.The computer installation for Mrs Asher was simple and quickly accomplished."That's wonderful dear," Mrs Asher beamed at her, as she sat down and started. Then over the depilated smoothness of her mound. Automatically, as a trained slave-girl does, Belle parted her thighs rather than pressed them together. Firm fingers fondled and probed briefly. “Mmmm ... nice plump cunt. Feels good. Now turn over, girl.” Belle twisted her body over and lay face down, feeling Haroun’s hand run lightly over her firm curvaceous nates. “Good ... very good,” murmured Haroun. A finger went into her cleft. It pressed and probed at her anus. “How about this? Been used. Her blood was rushing threw her veins making her warm all over. She rushed over to the door, looking out the peep whole she saw him. He looked so good, she was almost scared to open the door. When the door opened she lost her breath, he was wearing a black tailored suit that fit him just right. He had red roses in his hand and a smile on his face. She couldn’t help but smile herself. When he walked in he bent to give her a slow deep kiss that almost knocked her right off her feet. Smiling up. I stepped inside and found a small room with a pool table in it and a jukebox, and lying on the table was my wife half naked, getting her trimmed pussy fucked by a large fat man while a tall scruffy teen slipped his big long cock down her throat and while that was happening an old grey haired man with a pot belly was being tugged off by her hand."Oh my god" I gasped in horror as my wife was the middle of a fuck sandwich."Yeah it's a sort of initiation, every woman who moves here usually gets.