'That's my bumhole.' She said. Well, duh. Haha.'Fucking right it is,' I told her, sliding my finger all the way in. That was that sorted out. Needle...s to say she was soon into it, taking two fingers up her dirtbox easily, plus four from the other hand in her sopping cunthole. I tried to get the whole fist in and she was keen as fuck, but my hands are pretty big and her twat kinda tight so she had to make do with sucking my cock and mouthing obscenities whenever she came up for breath.This. Not his boss. Not his employees. Not his significant other. Well, unless it was in bed with his partner. He was a total bossy bottom bitch - running things in public and being a slut for hard dick in private. He had never been one to back down even though he was always effeminate. He still had an assertive inquisitive personality.Shon majored in math at a small HBCU and eventually earned his M.P.H. with an emphasis in biostatistics. He owned a nice three-bedroom house in an established suburban. We were then joined by Tony and Ben, Tony immediately placing his arm possessively around Megan as he usually did in my presence; I think I make him insecure for some reason or another though I’d never put a move on Megan ... well, not knowingly.“Where did you go last night babe?” he asked her.“You were snoring. I went to the flat to sleep, as Karen,” she said with a giggle, “was occupying the comfy sofa.”“I don’t snore!” he snapped.“Next time I’ll record you,” she giggled.“There won’t be a. Steven arrived at 7 and we sat down with a few beers to watch the footy. We chatted away and it didn't take long before he asked about Clare. I know he had always fancied Clare, all the men in our village did, and he was pleased when I told him she was fine and was due home soon. I said I would text her to see how long she would be but instead I texted her and told her that her surprise was ready and to be here for 8. So at 8 o'clock Clare came home looking very sexy and she made a beeline.