He didn't quite know why. The manager's face was flushed. Was he angry? It was time to finish up here. Waving a file at Dylan the auditor mumbled: “...'ve got all I need for now. I'll be off now...” Dylan said nothing. He was incapable of speech. His fingers were running through Heather's lustrous hair. Heather stifled a moan at his touch, and slipped a hand down to her pussy. Her fingers rubbing circles around her clitoris. The door closed shut behind the auditor. “Thank fuck for that!”. On the front porch she saw the two men standing out in the yard in front of their horses."What do you filthy shitheads want?" she asked loudly as she stepped out into the sunshine.Both men laughed and the older one said, "Your stupid old man, slut. Get him out here so we can kick his ass." He's busy," she said, coming down the steps and approaching the men, watching their right hands. "You want anything, you'll have to get past me." Ha," laughed the younger man, and he reached for his. She said alright. At evening that day, when I was free and alone at home, I replied her: “hey!”She spontaneously replied, ” Loved your story! Your girlfriend must be soo lucky”. I said, thanks. We had a bit of chat via emails before we started to chat on hangouts.“What made you like my story so much?” I asked. She sent me a blush smiley and said, “the part where you stopped being her slave and took control and fucked her :) ” I sent a smiley.“Is it real? Does Anushree still get laid by you?”To. “Jesus!” She whispered sharply, “I’m cumming Greggy!” you watching?!” I leaned in on my elbows to watch her orgasm; I could smell the juices of her body faintly as she tensed with delight. A second or so passed and she relaxed a bit, her eyes parted gradually. Still panting she said, “Greggy, go to my dresser, go in the top drawer and pull out a condom.” I wasted no time following the order and within thirty seconds the condom was open and resting on her palm. “Now, I’m on the pill and I know.