My heart skipped a couple of beats, my head was spinning, and my knees were weak, and if I hadn’t been sitting, I would have fallen over.“Are you ...K?” Agent O’Toole asked quickly.I nodded my head slowly and took several deep breaths, managing to avoid a full syncopal event, but only just barely.“Sorry,” I said. “I have a minor medical problem, but the attack wasn’t too severe.”I didn’t want to say that an adrenaline rush had caused it, as that might make them suspicious.“Do you need medical. But then he whispered in my ear to think about his hard dick sliding in and out of my tight asshole, as I fucked my pussy with a vibrator. I became horny and wet and I really wanted to be fucked hard and rough. My husband's hand left my bum and I turned around to face him; placing my hand on his cock which was rock hard, which made me even hornier. He grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me into him and kissed me hard…Then Victor opened a door in his desk and took off a lube jelly jar. He turned me. My girlfriend always told me she loved kissing me, because she knew the tongue would soon be making her cum. I kissed her neck, shoulders and arms and moved down to her titties. I spent a few minutes on each nipple, tongue swirling and flicking, until they were hard like pencil erasers and my girlfriend was moaning with her eyes closed.I kissed her belly button ring, then both thighs, before I allowed myself to look at her pussy. Tonight, she had shaved a two-inch triangle above her pussy, and. Hannah just stated plainly how guys are. It was refreshing to hear."Thank you," I said. "Uh..."Did I just thank her that I think about pussy? I needed to get the conversation off me. I needed to turn the tables. The more she talked the less I talked.I asked, "So what do you do with your fuck time?"Hannah laughed and I didn't immediately know why. My words replayed in my head.Oh, no! Not again!"I'm sorry," I apologized. "I meant fuck time." Free time," she said."What?" Dang it! I did it once.