She started moving up and down. Now I was the one who moaned. She was a real bitch. She never got satisfied even while sexting. I wonder if she ever g...t satisfied. It hurted me, still she continued to fuck and I loved it to be honest. Once she got bored of this position, she slept beside me and started playing with my dick. I was really very hard.Since I didn’t had condom, we promised that I won’t cum inside her. As usual, she lost her consciousness and was asking me to cum inside her. She was. Needless to say, Willard and Jim got those appointments and all the pussy they could handle.We decided we would start with one date each a week except for the legal massages. We all did have college to finish and our businesses to run. There were just too many dates to talk about here, but I'll tell you a couple of stories to give you an idea of how it was.We verified the information and even were paid in advance most of the time. I couldn't believe how trustworthy some of these cuckolded men. I pulled my belt as tight as I could, and still, they kept dropping with each step. What was going on?I walked over to the employee lunchroom, thinking I'd fatten up a little on a giant pastrami sandwich with melted provolone and Thousand Island dressing.I wasn't hungry. No, that wasn't right. I was hungry, but not for that gorgeous sandwich sitting in front of me. All I could think about, besides the embarrassment, was Gerald's huge cock, and the milk that came out of it. The image of that big. And he knew just how to get what he wanted. That was the secret of his success in business as well as in bed and there were many, many women who had thought they were ladies and beyond temptation until they had found themselves alone with him. Now Cherie was learning what it was like to be attractive and desirable to Herb Melville. It meant that her chances of remaining untouched and virginal through the night were very low and that her chances of being turned into a wanton and pleasure-loving.