I kept a serious face as she turned away with this priceless look on her face.I tapped her on the shoulder and said "I'm only k**ding." She turned and...said "that's probably why you are sitting here wise ass" as she laughed.Roz and I became fast friends.We even danced a few slow dances because that is pretty much all I do now.I found out Roz is fifty-two years old ,divorced,one son thirty years old and is a real character.She can be loud,funny and likes a good dirty joke.She is a wine drinker. .. he had me purring! i moaned like a little girl as he fucked me nice and slow, you like how i fuck you baby? he asked. yes i said, don't stop please, i moaned. he put his strong hands on my hips and started fucking me harder and faster, mmmmm, i held on to the couch and kept moaning, god i loved his cock in my ass. then he slowed down, took it out and teased my asshole with the head of his cock, mmmm, he slid it back in and reached around and jacked me off as he fucked me, mmmm, i turned to. He was around 35 to 40 years old and appeared to be not bad looking. I looked him in the eye and he seemed mesmerised by the sight before him. I said to Sara, "He is watching us." She responded, "I know." I said, "You dirty little bitch." Sara turned to look at the window and I guess she saw his face as he watched her being fucked. I asked Sara if she would get on her back which she did willingly, however I asked her to turn to the window with her legs apart. To my amazement Sara turned her. Stanford said, turning me now to face him. ‘Has she ever been whipped?’ ‘I doubt it,’ Mr. Compton said. Certainly not by us. We haven’t had her long enough, and I’d bet anything not by her husband. Ever been whipped, Chloe?’ I shook my head no, lying but worried about the question. ‘You will be whipped,’ Mr. Stanford said assertively, ‘but not tonight.’ ‘Would you like us to leave while you fuck her, Giles?’ Mr. Damon asked. ‘No, let’s all enjoy her, though I think I’ll invoke executive.