I had quickly agreed and we had met at a restaurant not to far from work. While we ate we had made small talk and had a pretty enjoyable time and when...the check arrived she had mentioned it was still early and invited me back to her house for a few drinks and maybe watch a couple of movies.As we were sitting on her couch watching whatever it was she put on she kept making casual contact with me such as putting her hand on my leg and occasionally leaning her head on my shoulder. After a few. She started to protest but as soon as she open her mouth the red devil pushed his self into her mouth. Why was he doing this? This went down there, she thought. The man now held her head as he thrusted his hardness into her mouth. After a few thrusts she found that it wasn't to bad, in fact she was enjoying it. This shocked her, I'm just as much an animal as they are.As he placed his cock near her mouth he was a bit confused. She had gone to her knees yet she kept her mouth closed. Then she. " I said, Smiling back; and motioning to him to lead the way. When we got to the bar, Chris went to get the drinks, while I found us a table. As I sat waiting, my mind began to drift off, and I began fantasizing about what it would be like to have sex with Chris, right there, on the table; my little skirt hitched up round my waist, my panties pulled to the side, as he frantically pumped his cock in and out of my sopping wet cunt. I looked up and seen that Chris had come back from the bar. He. .but that wasnt my idea of greedy girl, I wanted full on successive sex sessions...a good fucking over and over again.I told hubby, just pick a guy and we can go in a private room and get started...and he did, a young Pakistani guy was asked into the room by hubby to start the evening. Well endowed, muscular, and a scarcely hidden contempt for my moral values meant the guy treated me like a total whore, which was ok. I simply played it as he saw me. I used foul language, I told him to fuck my.