Was she disappointed? When Brianne walked in she was struck by cool air. Her nipples hardened. Her boss noticed, and smiled. "Yeah, it’s fifty-six d...grees in here.” Once again she was reminded the dress had been a poor choice. He walked her through row after row of bottles. He twisted some of them, at random, as they walked. Her high heels clicked on the stone floor. Her nipples only seemed to harden further. Was it just the cold? He said words that seemed almost random to her. “California.. "No," I replied, "not as long as I can be there to watch."She leaned her head back and kissed me. "Well, if Bob doesn't mind," she said, "I guess you can watch."I returned to the living room, my mind spinning. I wondered how to tell Bob that I wanted him to fuck my wife and watch him do it. As we sat there, Bob told me what a lucky man I was to have a woman like Sue and how he wished that he was me. "Well you can be tonight if you want," I said, "because Susan wants you."He looked at me amazed.. "It's not the point." It is the point," Duey said. "You might not want it to be the point, but I'm afraid it is the main issue that needs to be considered." The main issue is whether Brock Miller is a dirty player," Adams countered. "You don't need to look past the replay to answer that."Duey shook his head as he looked at the camera in disgust."Well, I think you might have trouble backing up that contention," he said. "We'll have more on this contest when we come back after the break." I'm. ..." Nick gave a loud groan and threw her roughly down onto the bed. Her tits wobbled and her legs flew apart as he leant over her wantonly sprawled body. A crazed look of pure lust was on his face as his hands explored every inch of her naked flesh. She wished he would hurry up and put his big, fat prick inside her cunt and fuck her. "Spread your legs!", ordered Nick, taking off his clothes. Nicole did as she was told, pulling her knees up either side of her body, exposing her pussy to his.