Samantha laughed to herself when she remembered that she'd been worn out after that first day at work with Tom. She laughed as she remembered that he ...ad fucked her three times that day. Samantha had worked in jobs before where she'd enjoyed some illicit playing around on the side, but she'd never had a job like this one. Tom seemed to be perpetually horny and he had a hardon as soon as he laid eyes on her every morning.At that moment, Samantha had only gotten to work on her 10th day, and as. How come you didn't tell me we were having company i dont have on panties or a bra I tell her so she says oh its ok for me to be dressed like this while your friends are here what if they see me I look at her and say so let them see you we then begin to smoke and smoke after aome friendly conversation I start jokingly talking dirty to my wife she jokes back i then turn to my friend steve who by the way has a 9in dick and tell him steve my wife has never seen a 9in dick will you show her yours. ..just savoring the aroma...the taste...the sounds of her labored breathing. The gentle quivers of her body as I kneaded the stony-firm nubs of her nips with my fingers.I began to flick my tongue over her clit with alternating circles and darts. SOme hard...some butterfly soft and almost just grazing. Her hands and fingers began to tug at my hair....her words unintelligable and somtimea profane. My cock ached......it's head a deepening purple. A wet spot the size of a silver dollar graced the. Dylan continued, “But she suggested we ride to the park tonight, told me to have fun with you.”I turned my head so fast I almost turned my bike into his.“What do you think she meant by that?”“I don’t know ... but I’ll go to the Caboose if you want to.”I knew what that meant. Almost every time we went to the park, we would go to this old train caboose that was propped up on 40 ft of railroad track, sort of a decorative thing. Late at night the punk kids would go there to smoke and drink, but it.