Sandra seemed to take my non-committal response as affirmation, however, and cooed appreciatively.We talked for a while, idly, about things I forget. ... wasn’t paying much attention. I wasn’t on my guard. My mind was mostly wondering what Tiff and Charlie were doing, and what they were saying. Were they going to divide me up? Would one of them leave me? Where we going to stay friends?“It’s getting late, I really must get going back,” Sandra was saying, glancing around. “It looks like they’ve. I didn't have any choice at that time being gagged so I watched him put lube on the butt plug and then some on my bum. He then entered the butt plug slowly into my ass.He then took my vibrator and switched it on and placed it on my clit and moved it up and down for a while before entering his hard cock into my pussy and fucking me in missionary position. He thrusted hard deep and rough back and forth into my pussy and soon I reached climax again from the pleasure of my husband fucking me in. Now I turned her in front side and we started passionate kissing. Muuuuuuuuuuuuuchhhhhh She was hot and horny that time. We tasted each other saliva. That time our tongues were making love.Her boobs became very hard and pressed by chest because I was hugging her while kissing. My hairy chest was certainly giving her pleasure. Then I guided my fingers down to the pussy and rubbing the clit by two fingers in circular motion. Now she was moaning loud. Ohhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhAfter passionate. I wouldn’t have pushed for Cooke this morning if Faraday had been attached to the good client.“Excellent, shut up for just a moment,” He grabbed my pony tail and swung it aside. I turned my head to question this. The black girl shuffled over his desk kneeing the keyboard over the side. In her hand was a thick black strap.“Um, I don’t think--”“Once you’re fitted, I’ll bring you in,” He promised me in a way that reminded I was to shut up.“Fitted?” I didn’t shut up. Technically, he could tell me.