I had not forgotten, could notforget, the elevator incident. The wild look on thewoman’s face as she pressed her lips against mine… I shud...ered, and knew I was probably going to be sickagain. I sensed something and turned. Not soon enough. She was there. Grabbing me, holding me against the wallof the stairwell. Kissing me. Fondling me. And shewasn’t stopping. I gagged, feeling myself about towretch. Tina’s perfume was so heavy, it was almost asif it was making me. With her right hand Dot reached around to diddle her clit. Her left hand's index and middle fingers were buried in hairy cunt-lips. I looked down at her swallowing my cock and to see my wife lay on her back up inching up so that her face disappeared under Martina's ass. I could see Dot's hands on Tina's hips and I felt Martina lower herself slightly and moan around my cock, "Mmmm! Fuck! Dot!" My wife's fingers were also busy with her own pussy.Martina was humming on my engorged cock and I. His hands roamed my body, taking off items of my clothes, throwing them off randomly. Grabbing my ass, he lifted and carried me over to the bed. He tossed me, lust raging from his eyes. He tore off his suit and jumped on me, covering my body in his. Taking my hands in his, he guided my hands all over himself, ending at his cock. I fondled him, playing with his balls, my fingers massaging his every sensitive area. Grunting, he stared into my eyes, his hands on my cheeks. He almost said he loved. I pushed her bra up and let those titties fall out. They were plump and juicy didn’t even really sag. Areolas were a dark brown and were the size of damn moon pies, they were just beautiful. I bent over on top of her started sucking those titties, and biting on that damn neck. She started screaming and I slowed down and was like, you like that dick? She said she loved it. I picked her up we sat in the principals recliner office chair and I let her ride me. She was hugging onto me, her arms.