I was wearing my favorite high black boots, which always seemed to keep my mind on sex. They made me feel vibrant and alive, as if they were the embod...ment of my own sexuality. Knowing that Monique was in the basement with a client that I really liked, while I was stuck there in an empty shop, just made my desire stronger.And if being bored, upset, lonely, and aroused weren't enough, there was one more thing bothering me - I was craving chocolate. Maybe that doesn't sound so significant, but my. I don’t think that he ever put it together, who he was really working for, but I doubt that the knowledge would have stopped him. My mother was an American who worked for that company. She’d just started working for them in the states and worked her way up from selling tickets at her first posting in Taiwan. It was years before she learned who they really were. She wore a lot of hats there at the company offices, from clerical work to teaching the children of the American families who worked. I said, "Now you get to find out!"I wondered about Fred but figured he must have been passed out.I reached down and unbuttoned her blouse as she continued to suck. I was pumping my cock in and out of her mouth as I fondled and pinched her young tits. She moaned as I did it and I knew she would soon be ready for this cock in her pussy. Never even occurred to either of us to close the door. I stood her up and took her blouse and bra off. I instructed her to kneel on the bed and she did, wiggling. All at once they started to work on you the front man opened his flies and stuffed his cock in to your hungry mouth as he grabbed your hair both men at the side dropped their pants so you could wank them off as the guy at the rear started to lick and finger your sexy pussy you had no idea who they were and didn’t care the feeling was fantastic as you were being pleasured all over two more hands grabbed your nipples and tugged at them from underneath a mouth closed around them one at a time and.