Besides Martha, Gail came with him and Dorthy was his super hostess. It turned out Dorthy was as good a salesman as himself, people would come in to l...ok or ask questions and by the time he got to see them they damn near had a pen in their hand. After the first month he put her on commission, Both Martha and Gail were getting quarterly bonuses based on volume so everyone was happy. No one was happier than Peter there was not a floor sample in the offices that didn’t get “christened” Every two. “Argh, I’m coming!” Accelerated banging and slapping. “Eeee!” “Argh!” Combined groan and high-pitched squeal as Gary presumably spilled his ample load into Belinda’s welcoming hole. Kevin sighed. For some reason, the annual Springfield Theatre Christmas Pantomime was regarded by all the performers as an ideal opportunity for a non-stop fuck-fest. Between the afternoon and evening performances it was a common occurrence to stumble across the Dame rogering the Principal Boy in one corner, while. What an eerie place! It lay nestled in a grove of tall trees like an overbearing neglected antique. At one time, it must have been stately and stylish, but neglect now gave it the grimness of an old feudal castle. Lisa could see a huge clustered chimney jutting up the side of the house, casting weird shadows against the shingled exterior, and patches of mossy growth on the shaded spots in the crevices of the peaked roof. As they passed, she got a brief glimpse at the grove of trees behind that. I moaned and made more room for his fingers. I was lying on my side and pulled up my upper leg to give him better access to my clit. He let his fingers explore my whole pussy, a couple of finger slide inside and he worked on my clit at the same time. It felt real good and we had not done this in a long time. Normally he preferred to lick and suck my pussy, instead this time he used his fingers and soon brought me to an orgasm. I came strong and made this finger very wet. I felt him move a.