Now being a big city girl she knew the score when it came to a guy like me. She knew I was fucking other women. I would call her looking for a date an... she would ask “who did you fuck last night” I jokingly responded “it doesn’t matter, who I fucked last night, it’s who am I going to fuck tonight, and it’s going to be you.” She replied “don’t count your chickens before they are hatched buddy, I expect dinner, dancing and some romance before you get some of my fine pussy. We both laughed and. “Don’t do what?” He gazed at her, a slightly mocking, challenging gleam in his eye. “Don’t push me away like that” she mumbled, embarrassed. “Really? How about if I do it like this then?” he grabbed her hips, spun her to the wall, pushed her up against it and bit her neck. She tried to grind back against him, wanting to feel him against every inch of her but he turned and walked away, leaving her alone with a hot, insistent tingling between her thighs. They wandered over to a circular bench in. Footsteps headed toward the room. The light from the hallway dimmed. "You sure she can handle that thing?" John and the boss laughed. "I guess we're going to find out," the boss said. Quickly, the boss slid a finger into her pussy. He tugged on it toward the bed, stretching her out. The flesh of his head pressed against her wet opening. He squeezed himself into her. It was the biggest she had ever had, and it snugly filled her. "Yeah, slide it in easy," John said. The boss began aggressively. “oh God! Cumming Daddy! Please don’t stop!” she blurted out as her second orgasm washed over her. “That’s it Babygirl! Cum on my dick!” he said, still thrusting deep inside her spasming cunt. He continued to ram his cock in and out of her ravaged cunt, as he asked, “Do you want to suck on Grey’s cock while I keep fucking you? He looks like he’s about to explode again.” “Oh God yes!” she panted, as her orgasm subsided. Bob instructed me to lie on my back with Karen on hands and knees above.