I felt one finger, then after a few minutes another, then another until he could comfortably fit three inside of my butthole. Then I heard what could'...e been the best words I had ever heard "I think he's ready".Now I'm not going to lie it hurt until he had buried all 10 inches in my butt. But at that point I was slammed with wave after wave of ecstasy with each pump of his manhood. He was a slow and methodical fucker too. And I met his thrusts with a grind of my own until we melted together in. At the glass double door as instructed, she called number 4 on the intercom and asked for Andy. The door opened with a buzz.The inside of the large entrance hall was nice enough. Walls painted cream and potted plants dotted around with plenty of seating as expected. The ground floor housed a packaging company, with a advertising firm on the first. Neither were what Mia was here for.Mia got the elevator upto the second floor where she was greeted by Andy, a tall slim man with brown hair and kind. Andy finally said, "Dawn! Wh...What the fuck are you doing?" What Dawn did surprised the shit out of me and I'll never forget it."Andy!" she said loudly, "What I'm doing is getting what you can't give me with that little excuse between your legs." She was talking in a really demeaning tone of voice to him. "Now Andy get over here and help me get fucked or get out of here, whichever you prefer."What happened next surprised me even more, Andy was silent for a second or two, and finally said "what. Matteo took several pictures, showing them to us afterward. He prepared them to send to Pietro. I added another note to the collection. ‘You treated me like a whore in front of them. They treat me no better than a piece of furniture, a place to rest their feet and keep the tv remote. Except I don’t think they can fuck a piece of furniture, but I’m sure they’re going to fuck me.’ I sent them.He hadn’t been able to see me getting fucked by Marco in our bedroom. No cameras there. Would he tune in.