Gretchen walked right over and hit the E-stop on the machine, shutting it down.“WHAT THE FUCK GRETCHEN!!”“We need to talk NOW!”“No, we don�...t and I’m not going to talk so get the fuck out of my way.”“Josh we are going to talk whether you like it or not.”“Fine you want to talk then talk, just stay the fuck out of my way.”“Josh quit being so fucking stubborn and listen. For some reason that woman loves you and you’ve turned your back on her. Now if you don’t pull your fucking head out of your ass. “Easy tiger! Save it till next time!” he urged, easing his cock from the wet suction of the other man’s mouth.Hearing Doug’s voice Julie rolled onto her side, taking her arm from her eyes just in time to see Doug’s almost-erect cock slip from her husband’s lips. Her voice tempered with disbelief she asked “Are you going to do it again?”“Not tonight, sweetheart,” Doug responded, smiling, “I have to go. But I can always come back if I’m invited!” he added with a question in his voice as he picked. The only time she had an orgasm was by pleasuring herself. This woman was in her late 30’s, killer body, had been married, had a daughter, and never got off with a guy. She explained that she just felt comfortable with me and that the back massage had really made her back feel better. She hadn’t been real comfortable with my touching her at first. The massage felt so good it overruled her discomfort. Then when I started massaging her feet she had started thinking about how good a lover I must. Chris brought in a bag of toys (I knew there were chains of some purpose, I could hear them jingling). Brian followed close behind. Brian pushed me onto my back and forced my legs up, while Chris bound my knees to my neck.The door buzzed. Chris gave my ass another smack. “Get her warmed up, I got the door.” He walked down the hall.I felt Brian rub my clit back and forth gently. I moaned softly. My pussy was wet already, and he easily slipped a finger in. He started to curl his fingers against.