Just ram that cock in and out of me!" Celine shrilled."You like it fast don't you? You want my cock to fuck your pussy hard and fast don't you, you fu...kin' slut."Celine felt her face turn red. She loved it when he called her nasty names while he fucked her. "I'm your whore please fuck me good! I need to cum on your cock!"Victor was thrusting harder now and going so fast it was making Celine's tits move around violently. He reached down and pinched her sensitive nipples hard making her almost. I worked for the Simpson's, over at the feed store, but I didn't like it." Her voice had little inflection to it. I wondered if she was smoking marijuana before she came in."Uncle Bunny has room over at his house, maybe you could take care of him. Do you think you'd like that?" Take care of him, how?" Keep his house clean, do the cooking, make sure all his dirty clothes get washed, or sent out to the cleaners." No funny business?" He's a nice guy, how much funny business were you hoping for?". His face is contorted in an expression of pleasure and desperation.I bite down on his neck, then move my head up to whisper into his ear, “Tell me how much you want it.”“Please,” he repeats, his hips rolling in a restricted attempt for more.“Please, what?”He turns his head to look me in the eyes, and something about the desperation in his gaze sets my heart racing. “Please!” His voice cracks. “I want it. I want you.”I smile and kiss along his jaw as I withdraw my fingers and hold his hips in. By lunchtime, his curiosity got the best of him. He went out looking for Deshawn to find out what his deal was. Any normal person would have blabbed to everyone and then some. As luck would have it, he saw Deshawn enter the men’s room at the far end of the 18th floor. Looking around to see if anyone else was around, he entered a few seconds later. Standing alone at the urinals, Pete could see the broad shoulders and muscular back of the mail boy. At 6’ even and maybe 230 pounds of hard.