"Deshona lurched after her, and Laura helped her out of her fur coat."You just want me for my body, don't you," she slurred. "Just like him. You don't...want my mind, just my body. You just like these big boobs, and my pretty little black pussy. You're trying to take my clothes off and-" No, I'm not. I'm just trying to sober you up. Now come in here and sit down while I make some coffee."Deshona lurched forward and flung both arms around Laura's neck, almost sliding down Laura's body to the floor. Inside herself she smirked at her lie. She put on this caring wife face every time Mark would return, knowing he would be far too tired for anything in the bed room. Aside from the occasional hand or blowjob, Mark hadnt been having intimate sex with her in months but he hadnt really been phased by it. Claire knew he loved his work far too much to really notice their lack of sex and anyway, she was getting plenty of attention from plenty of other men. Oh thank you baby! I have missed you too.. ‘You’re wet too,’ he told her. ‘Umm, why is that, sir?’ she asked, looking confused. ‘You’re excited and need to be fucked,’ he told her, passed caring for subtly. ‘Oh! Does Candy need to be fucked? That sounds naughty!’ she exclaimed and giggled. ‘I guess Sir knows best,’ she added. ‘Bend over the table,’ Bill hoarsely told her. He had worked hard for this and deserved a reward, for playing along with her stupid game. In the little short dress she didn’t need to lift it to show off her bare. Victoria went down face first and he pressed his hand into the small of her back to pin her down. “What?” Now Victoria’s voice was the one with some concern. “Time for me to get a little servicing,” he insisted. Victoria felt him moving around and then she felt his cock pushing between her legs from behind. Unconsciously her legs parted and she felt him slide part way between her outer lips. She felt him pull back and slam into her. “OH GOD!” she moaned loudly. Now.