I just need to see some ID, make sure you're the right guy."I hand him my corporate ID badge, and he takes it and squints at it."Hang on. Lemme check ...he name on the note. I'll be right back."He walks back into the building, locking the door behind him, and I can see him retreat to his security desk through the glass of the front door. He rummages around on his desk briefly, picks out a sheet of paper, and studies it briefly. Then he comes back to the door and opens it again."Looks like you're. He starts fucking into her and rubbing her clit with his thumb. She goes spastic again and just about passes out, its like she's on drugs. Butch pulled out his finger and pulled her to the edge of the counter. He licks her clit and sucked at her pussy she squirted again right in his mouth and he liked it. He said to the other guys, that this was going to be a lot better then fucking the prissy boys in prison, Then she got scared again. But her pussy was aching for more and she could do nothing. ”When it clicked for Jez she had the most intense orgasm she’d ever had. She was the slut that a father and son could share. She was getting the son’s cum fucked out of here by the father. When the red haired whore noticed the father was going to come she started sucking Gordon as if trying to steal his soul through his cock. Jez achieved her goal. At once the father and the son came in her. Gordon’s father came back quite often. Sometimes with his son. Sometimes with other older men who were. “Shit!”I quickly shoved my tits back in my bra and tried to collect myself. People were playing pool and throwing darts, but the band kept most of the sound washed out. I tried to walk casually past everyone and go the the bathroom. I could barely walk. My legs were quivering, I was still out of breath, I was sweating. I sat on the toilet, but nothing came out. “Damnit!” I tried to hurry back downstairs. I found my purse and phone still sitting at the bar. I grabbed my phone to check.