I could feel Tyreese behind me then I could feel his finger playing with my ASSHOLE he was fingering it I was so lost in my pleasure and Orgasms I did...'t care what he was doing, then I could feel the head of his cock positioned at my ASSHOLE, when I regained my senses to say OH GOD PLEASE NO! I've never had a cock in my ass please guys NO! Tyreese was having none of it he started pushing his dick into my rectum, he pushed me down onto Justin so my ass was more accessible as he kept pushing into. “You have a nice cock. Joe.” He complimented me. “Thanks” I gave him my wet clothes and then put the Terryknit gown on to cover my nakedness and sat on his couch. He put my clothes in the dryer then removed his own wet clothing revealing his uncut cock which was as hard as mine and slightly thicker and added them to mine before putting his gown on. “How about some coffee to warm up?” He suggested. He poured some whiskey into the coffee to warm our insides up and asked if I was interested in. She called me again and again. Begging. Moaning. Whimpering. With each time I moved my fingers in her pussy. She was soaking wet and I loved seeing how her young body surrendered to me and how her voice that was full of lust and pleasure filling my bedroom. I gyrated my fingers in her core and rammed them in and out her pussy. I knew she was about to come. I intensified the movement of my fingers. She was trashing on my bed. Veronica was consumed with pleasure. Her voice continued to feed my. I must get back to work now, and I still cannot tell you what I am doing for Mr. Dawes.”We parted amicably, going our separate ways.It was a shock to be accosted by Mr. Jones half an hour later. “Jeeves! What were you up to with Frobisher?”“Pardon?” I asked. “What do you mean, “up to?”“You were out in the garden with her, talking.”I frowned at him. “Yes... ?” I managed to look puzzled at the question.“What were you talking about?”I glowered at him. “Mr. Jones, I am not here to be interrogated.