The room is filled with her groaning, gagging and me talking dirty. "suck that cock" "deep throat it" "take it you slut"I jerk her head back, popping ...y cock out if her mouth, saliva dripping from my cock and from her chin coating her her chest. Again I take a hand full of hair and force my cock down her throat but this time I keep push as I watch her take my cock and her lips are at the base of my cock. With both hands I hold her head, as I pump my hips fucking her throat. I can't take it much. I took the chance to reassure her with my arms wrapped around her tightly. She made a little murmur of comfort and I allowed my teeth to graze her milky skin on her neck. Steeling myself to avoid frightening her more, I brushed my lips against her neck softly and shuddered. Even her skin tasted of her pain.She looked up to me filled with a million questions. "Is this all there is?" She asks me innocently, "I mean between two women? Just being close and knowing that it's not wrong?"I allowed a. "Why don't you take your slut to work?"At first I wasn't sure: it certainly didn't sound like a way to get things done quicker; but Sally and my cock both worked on me ("it'll be a great way to relieve stress", throb, throb) until I agreed. Sally, my slut, would come to work tomorrow.We both arrived at my building mid Saturday morning. I swiped us in, and we walked hand in hand through the many corridors to my office area and then my cubicle. I was nervous as hell: what if someone spotted us. I. I ate my supper in solitary splendour in the kitchen with a couple of mugs of tea, took the greasy wrapping paper and newspaper downstairs to the bin so it wouldn't stink the kitchen out, and had a very quick bath before going to my lonely bed.As I undressed and slipped under the quilt, I thought of Julie, who would now be enjoying a threesome with Adrian and Sheila, and hoped that they wouldn't get too carried away. I wondered if they were thinking of me, all alone and unloved?I should have.