Oh, my did I enjoy screwing women I was a total convert. When the men came back, they joined in. I spent a lot of the weekend being by one of other of...them. Yes, I did get screwed by my boss whilst I was eating Frances out, whilst she in turn was being screwed by Marcus. It was a proper orgy and I loved it.I am not sure at what point that day I made the decision to give in to my adventurous inclinations and allow myself to be utterly corrupted but I cannot claim that it wasn’t conscious and. I will be watching you. Now take my car and go pick up my wife. She needs a take a chauffeur for the day.’ ‘Now? I have got two reports to finish today Mr Green.’ ‘Did I not make myself clear? This is a direct order. The reports can be done later. And I want a full report of where you drove today. Is that understood?’ Jack snatched up the car keys and marched out of the office fuming in anger vowing to teach his boss a lesson. ‘I’m going to fuck his bloody wife if that is the last thing I do.’. Dave turned left onto Halsted, trying to walk in a nonchalant manner, as if he dressed like this every day. "Ironically, soon that will be true!" Dave thought. Dave decided he would walk three blocks, then cross the street, and walk back, no matter what. Two women walking toward him had huge smiles on their faces, and were suppressing giggles. They passed. For the three blocks he walked before crossing, he encountered several people. The people walking by themselves seemed to pretend not to. Her left hand reached out and grasped his meaty stick, pulling back his foreskin, revealing his shiny bell. he was so hard for her, she so wet for him. The caged men strained forwards toward the hot scene in front of them. They could here squelching of fingers inside hot, pink pussy. He lay her down on the sacks nearby and lined himself up for penetration into her slender and elegant body. He pressed against her wet opening, pushing harder. ’OOOh you’re hurting!’ she wailed. ’You need wetting.