" Jon ... Please..." I know you're turned on by them." She continued to back away until stopped by her desk. I embraced her and kissed her lips, cares...ing her back and bottom through the fabric of her nightgown. "I know the fact I'm turned on watching you is arousing to you. I know you want it, Mae. Don't deny it."Mae relented and we kissed long, passionate kisses. "Yes," she admitted. "I've wanted this. What if Aunt Dora walks in on us?" Is that likely? Isn't she more likely to respect our. I was right. All of a sudden, the door was opened and at least three persons came inside. I started shivering, knowing that they would use and abuse again my both holes.Another known voice told them:“Look this piece of ass I got for you, guys…” The Donkey said.All of them laughed and the first one climbed between my legs and shoved a couple fingers deep inside of my stretched sore ass.“It’s really fine, wide open and wet, just like the way I love it…” I heard that and, before I could even think. After a few more minutes we pulled apart and he smiled at me “God I really fancy you” “But you’re married” “So”, and I leaned forward and we snogged some more. My hands moving up his back and down onto his bum as he had his arms around my neck. After a few minutes I was virtually at full length and I brought my hand round and rubbed his cock.As I stroked him through his pants he groaned. “It’s been ages since I had any activity” as I had my fingers either side of his erection I stroked him as. "I hadn't even considered having her over at my apartment. Up until this point I was just working, thinking of what I could do as part of my job. Sure, helping strays wasn't technically part of the job description, but I had been thinking of myself as Guard #372193 and not as Joanne Dickinson, as an institution and not a person. Which raised the question – did I actually care, personally care, about Rebecca? Beyond my job?It was unfair of her to ask me, of course, and at first I wanted to curse.