She looked ripe for bending over a desk if ever there was an opportunity and I sensed she would take it in either opening without a hint of objection....I bet the blinds in his office were down more than up and the workers all joked about how deep he was buried in her pussy instead of her typing letters to their customers. I suspected she was more than willing to play along with the charade because she was a hot-blooded bitch and eager for cock more often than not. The scent of sex seemed to. “But are you two bathing together?” Bill asked.“I'm giving her a sponge bath, that's all,” I replied.“Who the hell is the father? Just tell me that. Who is it?” Bill asked.“Don't worry about it Bill. It's not your concern. Now quit asking,” I replied.“It's OK Gil. I can handle this. Bill it's not yours. Gil and I will take care of it. That's all you need to know. Now please leave us alone. Gil has been so sweet to me ever since I moved in at his place. Now you are with someone else. So go be. Let's fill both holes with cum." As the boys fucked her she moaned and groaned and got turned on. Jack had a nice long cock and he was fucking her cunt hard and deep. Paul had his cock down her throat fucking her mouth and making her suck his cock. Soon both boys filled her with cum.Paul then grabbed her and began to suck her tit and Jack also followed. They were sucking and stretching her nipples and also making little bites on each tit. Jack then said "I want to fuck her again. She feels real. I sometimes wonder if men yearn for the freedom women have with sex, in the sense that all we need to say is yes and we get it, whereas men, have to wait to meet a girl ready to let them. I wish I had a penny for every time a guy said, 'If I was a girl, I would fuck all the time.'I do have that freedom and admit to entertaining more than my fair share of men, but add to that the men I done because I felt sorry for them, nothing romantic, not even horny, but gracious enough to relax and let them.