They quickly agreed while not having any clue; that win or lose there was going to be some hot fucking happening soon. I won the hand, so I told Peter...to lie on his back on the ground. He did so and I slowly mounted him, my pussy impaled on his long cock. I told Joe to get in front of me and I started jacking his cock with my hand while licking his shaft up and down. I then told Frank to get behind me and find an opening. He asked me if I was sure and told me he had never fucked a girl’s ass. I. Something about the leather ignited my senses, steamed my sex and dampened my panties. While jack was away from the office in the Orient I had used my smarts to tamper on line the invoices for the accounts receivable which allowed me to siphon off the funds I needed to live in a style I had grown accustom too in my past life. At least that is how I justified in my mind cooking the books. However, I was quite careful not to leave the accounts in the red. Then as the months went by and my needs. Wide but not fat. Very trim I must say." "You hear this a lot I must think, but my sister is a 15 last I heard." "Actually what I get is, 'you look about the size of my wife' " she said it in a very nasally voice. They both laughed. "But you, I believe. You look honest and I've never been a half size bigger than a sister. If you're lying to me though . . .-"Not ma'am. I would'nt lie to you now. It's generally not something I do or enjoy doing for that matter. To easy to get caught up in your. ’ She said, drawing her body along his as she sidled past on her way back into the dining room. ‘Now feed me house-boy!’ He whipped her behind just before she sat down. ‘I’m not your house-boy.’ He sat, spreading the napkin on his lap as if he’d been a perfectly behaved gentleman all night and looked at her with innocent eyes. ‘So how was your day?’ She didn’t answer. Instead she slid a bite of tender steak into her mouth, hummed at the pleasure of wonderful food, and slid her stockinged toes.