This in itself is very mind-boggling. On top of the money, I experienced sexual pleasure like I had never known before in my life. It was dirty; it wa... nasty, very nasty but did it ever feel great. I stood there, I was being torn apart with these feelings. I was disgusted with my self for many things. First because I should have never let myself be put in this type of situation. Second because I should have never left Matt. Third because I should be very, very mad. Yet what was I thinking about. I look down and notice the tension in his hands, his long fingers flexing against the dark wood. I continue with my rubbing, watching his fingers move in the rhythm that I've created. Forward, back; forward, back; forward, back. I shift my hand forward again, this time encasing the very swollen tip of him. I feel the sticky patch of his precum that's soaked through, and wish that I could gently suck the liquid from his boxers, but I can't. Not here, not now. “Adam ...” I mutter for a third time. Her soft, wet pussy giving way as I slid into her cunt all the way. “Oh, wow, wouldn't you like some privacy?” the flustered receptionist asked. “Naw, like an audience,” I answered, fucking Jerri with slow, short fucks as her legs wrapped around my hips. She was light, maybe a hundred pounds, and I easily held her, gripping her ass and kneading her perky cheeks through her jean skirts. “Ever had someone watch you having sex, Jerri?” “No,” she gasped, then stammered, “Umm, your...um...cock,. "Ellen spoke up. "We just talked to the contractor, uh, Dave. He said the crew is finished with the range and he wants Colonel Matthews to come and shoot for the construction people."Jeff stood. "We'll have Diana and Arlene shoot for them." Turning to his wives, "You two bring your weapons and a few loaded magazines. Let's show them what you can do."Diana looked at Jeff, then frowning a little, motioned to her daughter. "We'll meet you there," she said to her husband.Jeff had told Dave to "do.