Adam wanted me to suck or masturbate him as Nigel fucked him, but I declined – I just wanted to watch them fucking without my involvement. So I mast...rbated myself watching Nigel’s long thick shaft draw out and then plunge back into Adam’s body – this is the view I always wanted of myself when I’m being fucked – I want to see the man’s cock shiny from my vaginal juices and my cunt lips stretched and folding back inside as the man crashes into me again – and again, and again. Nigel’s orgasm. Time for a ride.”She braced herself on the wall as his hands tugged her into position. He spread her ass cheeks and blew a stream of air across her rosebud.“Oh, hell,” she thought to herself. “He can’t possibly -.”The thought was lost as he swiped his tongue across her tight crinkle.“You bastard!” she moaned, shifting and offering him greater access.He chuckled and continued his assault. Alternating between licks and darting his tongue in and out, he drove her to heights she’d never imagined. He was well over six foot and built like arugby forward. The grip on my hand was strong: not the gesture ofaffection it appeared to onlookers but one of control by force. He led meoff the busy street and down a narrow deserted alley. Disused andderelict mill buildings loomed above us and I was certain I was in for abeating. Mike had been silent since this man took control and I wonderedif somehow he'd lost contact - the thought that nobody could see what washappening to me scared me all the. (That is what I would do if I could, except Larry had nothing of substance worth stealing thanks to his uncles.) For best results, he would want to present my brief under his own name on a morning immediately before a partner’s meeting. His uncles would then move to dismiss me from the firm, on the basis that I was unproductive since Larry had done my work along with his own while I had produced noting. They would get on the meeting agenda using some benign general subject. It might well work..