Well her name is Sandra and she has short black hair cut in a stylish fashion, with the greenest eyes I have ever seen. She is about my height, hmmmmm... give or take, 5’6 or 5’7, and she is very curvy (you know how I love my curves) in all the right places. It’s funny that I even remember the suit that she wore. She wore these black low heel shoes, black stockings, a black skirt that went past her knees and a white lace cami underneath her matching blazer. I could feel my heart beating quicker. This turned me on even more and I sucked on John’s cock even harder, John was loving it, stroking my hair and calling me a dirty bitch as I carried on sucking and licking his cock. Eventually John gave a deep moan and said he was cumming and my mouth was full of hot cum which I swallowed nearly choking on it all. John said he was going to return the favour and started licking me pussy, it was the second tongue I had up me in the space of a few hours and I was loving it, John was doing a good. He slammed his cock into her violently, her long hair swaying with every thrust. She moaned and screamed as he assaulted her pussy. He pushed her down forcing her face to be pressed into the counter.Her mind raced, she thought of her husband coming home and seeing her like this, she wondered what he would do, would he stop it or watch his poor wife being held down against the counter as this man who was practically a stranger forced his large cock into her pussy. She could feel her orgasm. "Yo mami, you are in the men's locker room!" said Jorge, laughing."No the fuck I am not, pervert," shouted Lisa."Don't you make me get Maria on you sweethear, I trained her," said Jorge."This is not the men's locker room," said Lisa."Did you check?" asked Jorge."Fuck," said Lisa."You lost but you hung in there, just can't get too cocky and you know, Maria kind of figured you out," said Jorge."Easy for you to say, built like that, you barely have to learn any of this shit," said Lisa, as Jorge.