"I am Allison, how can I help you?" "Oh, hello then. My name is Donna and Mr. Hawkins sent me to see you about some..." Donna looked around to see no ...ne nearby "...dancing clothes. I am going to start working at The Dollhouse." "I see," Allison touched her arm gently, "Don't worry honey, a lot of the girls from there come here to get their outfits. I used to dance myself many years ago, so I know what the men like!" "Yes, Mr. Hawkins said you would be a big help," Donna said. "He is a sweet. He said that was his mark for me, I wanted him so bad but had no time to say anything because a new guy knelt in front of me and said "hi I am John" while he fed me his long cock. Ed picked up the pace and was fucking me so hard he was driving me against John. So John decided to slip under me and try to make his way inside me. It took a while but both of them make their way in and I couldn't believe I could accommodate them at the same time. They built a synchronized pace and I just lay on. She skins back my cock skin and reveals the swollen head of my cock and touches it gingerly, asking "Does this hurt? It's really red, Mr. Gordon." I assure her it's okay but she could kiss it and make it better. She leans in and places her lips over the cum hole of my cock and places a gentle kiss. As I moan, she returns and licks my cock head. Then, noting my grunting, she opens her mouth and tries to engulf the cock head, limited by her ability to stretch her mouth. Soon enough she is. She was a semi-attractive lady in her early forties. For many years I took no particular notice of her. I was rarely around when she was performing her duties. My wife was happy with her work and that was good enough for me.When my wife was diagnosed with cancer, I became a full-time caregiver and was usually around when Clarice would be doing her cleaning. After months of no sex, I was becoming a horny dude who had been reduced to masturbating to get sexual relief. Suddenly this.