I turned my back to Mr. Samuels who lowered the zipper of my dress. I slid the shoulders off and down my arms, wiggling the dress over my hips, steppi...g out of it and dropping it onto one of the chairs. Once I removed my panties, I turned to the men with my hands on my hips, my legs slightly parted. “And, once you started thinking about me, sir, what was it you were specifically thinking about?”That became very evident as Mr. Furman moved some chairs out of the way and stripped. Mr. Samuels. Her full mounds were ready to be fondled and her nipples were as hard as granite. James gently caressed Layla’s breasts. She moaned even louder. Layla moved her mouth to his neck and began to lick him and kiss him ravenously. James again wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up and placed her firm ass on his desk. He lowered himself onto her and began to grind his massive cock against her very wet pussy. Layla was ready to be fucked but James wanted to play first. He slowly. ." she cried out, almost convincingly, as they resumed their play. Over time this mysterious and confusing game repeated, with little variations, sometimes more than once in a single session, until it finally dawned on me what it meant.They were doing this to involve me, to move me from what had until then been a purely silent, passive role, using a bit of silly humor to connect me more directly to their own actions while still keeping me at a little distance. I began to feel I was being set. I was feeling a little pain as push it in me slowly not stopping I grab hold of him ,I hold him so tight until I wasn't feeling any more pain.Now it was only pleasure I was feeling with him pounding my pussy,pumping his cock deep deep into my hole and grinding on me slowly at times then fast he kept on doing tht for a while.Then he pull out his huge cock from my hole it felt like I had just given birth to a small c***d.He then turn me around and and push it back in me from the back now fucking.