’ He said. ‘Very well then. There’s just one more thing though.’ He picked up the wooden name plate on his desk, breathed on the engraved plaq...e and cleaned it with his sleeve. Elisa observed his movements, they seemed theatrical and somewhat unnecessary. J. P. Bassinger. The golden letters still read when he put the name plate back. She could call him John, he said, she didn’t now what the P stood for. ‘So?’ She asked. He took a deep breath but didn’t answer immediately. ‘Well as you know. "Is there anything you've always wanted to try Catherine, like a fantasy?I looked into his eyes and smiled, loving the way he said my name."Well, now you ask. I've always wanted a facial, the thought of hot cum splashing onto my face turns me on." I laughed."Well, you did ask, Its kinda weird I suppose." I followed up, secretly hoping he liked the idea also."No, not at all. I've never done that either, Oh god that's so hot Catherine." I've been watching too much porn." I laughed."We all watch. He pulled his cock out of her squirted a good deal onto his cock as well as his hand which he then worked into Amy's crotch. This accomplished he lifted her up adjusted the way he sat slightly and then lowered Amy's butt-hole onto his rigid cock. It was slow going at first, but after adding some more lube and her butt adjusting to the black cock being inserted into her he was soon fucking her ass hard. Amy grunted and moaned then went back to kissing him deeply as he butt-fucked he in the same. I knew, she was drunk too much to know what she was doing, so I said it to her. She felt completely secure with me and we started texting regularly. We even used to share photos and we met and drank every weekend.One such weekend, we were drinking in her home and I couldn’t go home as I was too drunk to drive. She asked me to stay there. It was a 1BHK small apartment and I said I’ll sleep in the hall. But she had moved in there recently and her hall was completely packed. We had no where but to.