Like normal the guests numbered only three or four. Today there were two young run away types looking barely old enough to be married. Also trucker sh...'d seen before and a cigar smoking middle aged man who appeared to be trying to do a deal on his phone, even now at eight at night. This was much to the annoyance of the other guests trying to have a quite meal.Eventually he hung exasperated with his failure to close the deal. He grunted in disgust taking a puff from his cigar looking over at. She starts grinding her pussy into my face and gets really wet. She moans really loud at this point, while I grab her ass and lick away. I switch back and forth between licking her clit and sticking my tongue into her pussy. I feel her legs tighten around my head and she is cumming very hard, getting even wetter and almost screaming with lust pressing more into my face.As she is catching her breath, she gets off of me and I sit by on the side of the bed. She get on her knees and starts stroking. "Are you stupid, Brad? That's just about the craziest thing you've ever said."Brad wheeled on Ben. "What the hell do you know? You didn't see what I saw."Oh, God, Sharon thought. Please don't let him say he saw them last night."And what did you see, son?" she asked evenly, trying not to let her rising panic show. She reached up brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear, a nervous habit that exposed her emotions."I saw..." Brad's expression began to harden. "I saw the bastard screwing her.. "Oh fuck yeah, Boss!" Ivan groaned. He was still the loudest one of the bunch. First thing in the morning, last thing at night, or any time in between, if I was fucking Ivan, everybody in the house knew. "Oh God! You're so fucking good!" Tell when you're gonna come, sweetcakes." I panted. "I wanna taste you this morning." Oh!" He let out a growl that sounded Russian-esque then pushed me. "Now! Now, Boss!" I pulled out, slid down and sucked hard. "OH YES!" He howled.I swallowed about half of his.