The bolt was just jamming a little following normal movement of timber frames during cold, wet and heat so it took me literally 10 minutes to re align...both sides. Job done I put the kettle on however before I could think of looking for the coffee Julie returned wearing just a thin dressing gown, tied at the waist, showing off her broad hips and her swaying breasts. I told her I had fixed the door and she immediately said “oh good, well let me thank you properly.”She walked up to me, pulling on. The two men walk up to me smiling, their eyes are flame red that have to be contacts or something weird. Shit this is some weird cult! They walk around me in a circle and one of them whistles as he looks me up and down. I blush. I’m not a small woman; I've got a big rack and plenty of ass to go around. Cute my co-workers call me, not the super hot girl you want to fuck but the cute one you come home to after you fuck the hot secretary. I've come to terms with who and what I am, I’m comfortable. He told me that he also asked you out on a date. You accepted, and went out with him a few times. Dinner, dancing, or a movie. Just the "normal" boy, girl, type date. He said YOU were a FANTASTIC dancer. He was only fair, so your dancing was fun for him to watch." He told me that, except for the divorce proceedings, he would have liked to have seen you, more, but he didn't want you to get, as he put it, "d**g into the mess." His "wife" was pulling out all the stops to skin him alive. She had. I take it as much as I could into my throat as I feels his cock slides into my throat. I gagged and my eyes watered, making me pulls his cock out of my mouth. And I can see how wet his cock is coated with my saliva. I blushed as I know I got to go now. I let his cock go, not realizing that his hand still grabbing my ponytail. “I think that is enough… You can finish off yourself” I said drawing a line. He look at me and smile before he pulls my ponytail rather roughly and force his cock into my.