There was a banging on the door."Jessie? Are you in there?" a male voice boomed in. I knew this was mymanager, Jeff. How I knew, I still couldn't wrap...my head around, but Iknew."Sorry, Jeff. I was just making sure the bathroom was clean," I lied."Well wrap it up, will ya? It's getting busy out here and your tables arestarting to get impatient." Sorry, I'm coming."I opened the door. Jeff was waiting, hand up against the wall. He was ina short sleeved shirt with clip on tie in the Bobby-Joe. Two at least. Maybe thee. I didn’t care. It felt good, even. I Gasped as another wave, almost as intense as the first, hit me. Bucking, I came again, his fingers deep inside of me, thrusting and fucking until I felt like I was going to implode.I came again, this time so hard that I blacked out for a brief moment and was insensible for several after that, barely aware of her dismounting my face. I let out a gasp, sucking in air, thankful I was able to breathe easier, the perfume of her sex. My husband doesn't come close to making me feel like this. Don't stop fucking me! You're going to make me cum again! Fuck me Dan, fuck me and fill me with your seed."Mr. Bond now pushed her other leg behind her head, lifting her cunt up and beginning to really slam into it with every stroke. His balls slapped her ass and her screams grew louder as I saw her orgasm again. This time, I saw the subtle change in Mr. Bond's face and knew she was pulling him over the edge with her pussy clenching. We start to kiss, our tongues are entangled in each others mouths. Our bodies are pressed together. We are so scared, but are so hungry to enjoy each other. We really don’t know if this is the last time. We are standing near the bed, and we rip our clothes off one another, and start to kiss. I lay on my back, and you get on top of me. You slowly enter my warm, and inviting pussy. Your thrusts are very slow, as you are making love to me. Is it the last time? We don’t know. Your body is so firm,.