”“Yes, I’ve heard that. Read it on the wall in the men’s room, I believe. ‘Joanie W. sucks a mean cock. For a good time, call…’ Hey, ow!...�� She poked me in the ribs.“You did not see that in a men’s room!”“Yes I did; in fact, I wrote it.”“You’re a pig!”I laughed. “Yes, but a pig with a sexy wife who loves to suck big, thick cocks.”“All this sex talk is making me horny.” She wriggled her butt on the seat and slid her pants hand down so that she could play with herself. Soon I began to hear wet. ”“I did.”, I responded. “I was fascinated how it all would play out, watching your lust.”“Well,” she once again continued, “it turns out that it wasn’t you who couldn’t handle seeing me fucking other men, it was me not able to handle seeing you fucking other women. It bothered me so much, I just wanted the night to end!”This, I found interesting. Good, I’m glad she felt some pain, as I had felt the week prior. I remained emotionless and quiet, just listening. I was curious where she was going. Slam it to me. Oh FUCK. She squeezed her own tits and rolled her head from side to side. I love how wild Julie gets when she has a good hard orgasm. Soon her hole was being filled with the first load of cum from a man other than me. He pulled out and she begged him to fuck her more. She needed more fucking. It only took seconds for his cock to be replaced by another hard pole. Oh yes. Fuck me. Please fuck me. She no longer thought about being raped or even that it was someone other than me that. After lunch I picked up my desk phone to call Beth just as my cell phone rang. It was 'Grge&Mary' again. Maybe this was her, knowing that her father had phoned. I answered, but it was Mary."I know George phoned you this morning, but I know he won't say what really needs to be said. He's having some difficulty accepting what Beth had to say, he's offered every possible excuse for her, it's a fathers and daughters thing I guess." What happened, I know she was petrified to say anything?" I.