Betty could have insisted that she was going to sleep with her husband all night. She silently waited for Alan to claim her and say that he would not ...et Karen tell him what to do.“Where will she sleep? On the couch?” he asked as he finished a slice of Pepperoni Pizza.“No furniture for her or the girls. She will bring her cage out here in the living room where I can keep an eye on her. If she is sleeping with you, I can’t keep an eye on her. I have forbidden her from playing with herself. There was a pause, the two men no doubt slightly confused. Marcus, balls deep in me, a quivering shaking, white woman, grabbed my waist and pulled out once more. I may have cum, but he wasn’t close to.He slammed into me again and again and again. I was cumming again and again and again.I had never been so loud, I never orgasmed so powerfully, so intensely as that.After an hour of near constant orgasms, I rolled to my back, tore the blindfold off, and pulled Marcus down to me. I didn’t get. The morning drags on as usual. I look forward to every coffee break, every mundane conversation with Linda or Soo-Yung or Tina or whats-her-face, who seem to believe that musicians and buskers are the hottest men alive. Except for Soo-Young, who is married and doesn’t like to get involved in these discussions. I beg to differ. I need a strong man who can also be gentle. My workplace is full of tiny squares. I walk past the same cold hallways everyday. Sometimes I take the straight lines and. Then in but a blink of an eye he was there touching me, caressing me, kissing me with such fervor that my only breath escaped me. My adonis, my dreams come to life, I encircled him in my arms wanting to hold him to me forever. I opend my mouth to his and he slid his tongue deep into mine his taste of warm honey and sandlewood made my mouth water I had to have more. He cupped my ass and lifted me up to his chest taking each of my hard nipples into his mouth gentley sucking and nipping and laving.