.. She let the idea wander as she pulled off her boots and dropped her bags and coat to the floor with a soft thud. She would gather them later, as sh... had more pressing ideas in mind. She stepped softly down the hall to the room where she knew he was most likely to be. Neither of them were ever too far from their computers without good reason. She peeked in the door and sure enough, there he was. Clearly asleep, he was slouched over on the floor in front of the chair in the corner. She let her. She laughed at me.‘Feeling inadequate, are you? Not man enough for even one woman? OK, I’ll help.’It seemed as if my prick was suddenly numb. I could still feel Deirdre’s frantic efforts but at least I had some control. I worked hard at her pussy and was rewarded by a shudder that clamped her legs tight around me. As her legs relaxed my tongue pressed in again and again. Three times more Deirdre shuddered above me before Brigit removed the numbness and I too climaxed. I lay shrouded inside. It was always a temporary thing however. Despite their disagreements they were quite close. “Come on she’s a good laugh. You’ll like her, you’ll see. She’s got our sense of humour.” “Our sense of humour,” I repeated before laughing. “That’s hardly a trait I’d expect from a young lady. Alright I guess it’ll be ok.” So that Saturday I prepared for a night-in with Rory and his sister. As usual my Saturday off began with a lay-in until eleven thirty before jumping in the bath which consisted mostly. There’s not much I can do now but see this out until the end and it pains me that I’m so weak I’ve allowed myself to come to this place.I reason with myself, try hard to convince myself that using you like this is okay, but as I look at you, looking at me with lust in your eyes, the voice in my head tells me “this is empty, this isn’t right”I close my eyes again as you move in close behind me, I feel your hardness against my back and you manoeuvre yourself so that your lovely thick cock rests.