I txted my mother in law and said Work it hard for me Mommy when you come down, give me a good show. As I looked up and brought up the video recorder ...pp on my phone up I heard her little giggle and then her footsteps on the stairs. As she came my first sight was of a pair of well tooled very worked smooth black leather boots. The boots had a nice point as they narrowed fairly drastically at the toes. The stitching on the boots was a fluorescent pink. It was of a great contrast to the very well. No matter if I’m even telling you to stop, that’s all I’ll say”. And with that she closed her mouth and tilted her head back. Graham went over to the bedside table and opened it up. To his amaze there was a vast army of toys, and various items to use. There was two vibrators one had a set of vibrating ears for the clit and one was a slim line vibrator, there was a set of cold metal nipple clamps with a connecting chain, there was a quite hard jelly butt plug, a cat of nine tails leather. That was a mistake. Dave told me after that he got such a thrill from realising that he was fucking me unprotected that he just could not help but cum. He did cum at that point and I have never felt anything like it. It felt like a slap inside me, first one then another then another. I wondered if he would ever stop shooting his sperm inside me. He pulled out and I felt completely empty as though something was missing. Not for long did I feel this way as Phil wasted no time in getting between. I smiled and listened and made lots of noises that sounded like agreement. ‘You know I swear I’ve heard or read what you just said.’ I said. Where had I read it? I thought and realized exactly where… that morning in the newspaper… Dilbert… it was something the pointy haired boss said! This guy was a complete idiot I realized. Normally dumb guys turn me off but not this time. I knew he would be putty in my hands. I smiled and stroked his arm. The boss served another round of drinks and now I.