Frieda hoped it was the latter. She liked Chris, maybe even loved him, and had once looked forward to a long term relationship with him, but she felt ...hat he needed to feel guilty for what he had done. ‘Oh Cassie,’ she groaned. ‘Just why did you have to get so lucky?’ The fact that Cassie, introverted Cassandra Stevens, was Chris’s wife had thrown everyone in the office for the loop. There had never been anything between them, and all the employees had been astounded when they found out about. " That was all the permission I needed. I stayed at the surface at first, then let my finger go in to the first knuckle. It seemed like he pushed back on my finger, so I slid it in all the way. I fingered him gently, being careful not to hurt him, and he said, "Try two."I held two fingers together and pushed them into his ass. He put one hand on my head and pushed me back, taking his cock out of my mouth. "Open wide," he told me, and began stroking his cock right in front of me. I kept working. How had she been brought to this point? How had he so aroused her that she was at the point of begging him to satisfy her quickly? One minute she was on the couch reading, the next moment he had roughly grabbed her arm and insisted she come with him to the bedroom. Once there, he pushed her to the bed and unceremoniously began pulling her clothes off, tossing them to the floor. She remembered being shocked by his actions, but her protests became weak as he dropped his robe to the floor and she. She used her fingers to collect his jism. Scott told Carol to enjoy the feelings, but was not allowed to cum. The woman retrieved as much jism as was feasible and retreated back to her till, licking her lips. Scott then told Carol to take her knickers from her bag and insert them – in full view of the guys, into her wet cunt. Carol’s knickers were already wet and with the legacy juices from the fuck, her knickers slid into her cunt with ease.They left the store and drove home – again Carol had.