So, during those few times when I wasn’t fast asleep as they had it, I knew exactly what they were doing on their bed. Also, since I was not a very ...eep sleeper, half the times, I used to wake up hearing their sounds itself. To be honest, the sound used to be annoying at first. But after a while, I also began enjoying it and just hearing it through the curtain began causing deep, unknown, yet pleasureful feelings in me. My body used to heat up, my breathing fastened and I always used to feel. I had never heard of anyone sustaining a fractured cock. I pictured mine in a cast, all the guys signing it like my friends did the time I broke my arm.I remembered the colonel fucking me the first time. I was relaxed, my ass in the air enjoying him tonguing me. I remembered the sharp pain when he rammed into me. I wasn't expecting that, my anus was loose enough for him to gain precious inches before I knew what was happening. I needed Franz to let his guard down just for a second.As I started. I guess the monitor was on the dining room table, as I heard everything they talked about. Afterwards, they went into the living room, and had some wine. After that, they went upstairs and had sex. It sounded like the monitor was on the bed with them. The sounds of Peter and Selene fucking were somewhat exciting, although with my wrists bound behind my back, there wasn't much I could do about it. I thought about Selene thinking about me lying on the basement floor, unable to touch my cock,. We have boosted our sales by nearly one hundred percent, most of it came during the last three months, and we have boosted our profit margin substantially. We have increased our division profits by one hundred thirty percent. Do you all know what that means?" Again, there was stunned silence but this time by all. "The bonuses are all boosted by one hundred thirty percent. That's what." Very loud hoots and hollers along with applause and whistles.Jeff paused, took a drink of water and waved at.