Back in the shop – with the blinds down blocking out the outside world, the lights off ... In the back, in the kitchen area, all of the lights are o.... Racks of supplies have been put away, prep tables have been pushed against one wall and stack on top of each other. There’s a decent space on the floor here, and Carrie is standing in the middle of it, arms folded defensively across her chest. Cameras set up around the periphery of the room.Charley sits on one of the kitchen benches, microphone. I squatted down to improve my view, as quietly as possible so as not to disturb her pleasure, my gown opening in the process to reveal my very strained boxer short, struggling to retain control of the erection within. I reached down into my own pants and released my aching cock from its confines, feeling a copious amount of pre-cum run onto my fingers as I did so. Instinctively moving my fingers to my lips, I tasted my own fluids to ensure they were still pineapple sweet, an old dietry. She pushed her hips up trying to get me to give her more, happily I obliged. ‘Zac, oh I’m so close. That’s the spot, please, please, don’t you dare stop,’ she said, growing louder as she got even closer. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked on it hard, as Lil gasped and began to come. I could feel her wetness grow and felt her whole body tighten beneath me. I moved myself between her legs and before she had fully recovered pushed myself into her, putting my weight on my elbows as I kissed. Husband and boyfriend I married Harold three years ago when we were both twenty. The first two years were not great but pretty good. He had a good job and we had a good but kind of plain sex life. We did not want kids yet so I was on the pill. Things changed about six months ago when I met Larry. We met at a business conference while my husband was in meetings and I was at the bar just passing time. Larry sat next to me at the bar and simply said, Hi. We each slowly drank our drinks. When mine.