Well, after about 15 minutes, it was enough. Anal sex was okay, but my pussy likes cocks better than my asshole does. Then i yelled out, “California...Rule of Professional Conduct 3-120.”Mike yelled back, “What the hell are you talking about. Those are my rules of conduct. I'm the lawyer here.”I shot back, “Like i said Rule 3-120. Lawyers can't have sexual relations with their clients. My parents are lawyers and i learned that from them.”Mike kept fucking me and screamed, “You little vixen. You. He stopped at the last girl in line. She was shorter than all the other girls. Her breasts were well formed and pushed against the buttons of her shirt. Her nipples were hard in the cold hallway and showed through her bra and shirt. The man had already carefully considered the shape of her full round ass. The girl was looking down, her long black hair, hiding her face. The Man put one finger under her chin and raised her head. Her green eyes were framed by long silky black lashes. She bit her. So seduced was I by Angela and her husband Geoff that I was in over my head and I was now in deep emotional debt but I was feeling quite happy with the situation. Geoff is a great lover and Angela is more like a big sister. In fact I have never been so happy and settled since my marriage.Geoff showed me a website that they use to post photos and swap messages with other people. There were a several dozen photos of Angela and Geoff. There was also three video clips of about 5 minutes long of. I wasn't too worried about being back-ordered, as eventually the market would saturate, which should slow down orders. There is a NASCAR break, and it coincided with a general racing break, so I figured we would not only catch up, but would be able to send everyone on vacations. We would have to play that as it came.Time was flying. It was nearly time for me to leave for my overnight instrument class. I called Glenda and asked her to pack a dozen sandwiches and a couple of our biggest thermoses.