" He gave her a crooked smile, swept her up in his arms, andheaded for the bedroom. Fiona chortled at Harold's obvious discomfortand told him, "Way ...o go, bunny girl Hanna. Standing there like theloser you are while a real man takes your wife to bed and bangs hersenseless. And you're probably disappointed because they're not makingyou watch. Or clean her up afterwards with your mouth. Right?" He knewbetter than to contradict his wife's friend. Harold said through theinterfering teeth,. Little things like that made me feel less like I was just taking advantage. And reassuring that she had intended this to go this far.As we sat on the deck Lindsey opened up about the fight she had with her parents. Her parents were pressuring her to go to Harvard. But she had her heart set on Stanford. Even before she met me, Stanford was where she wanted to be. She wanted to go into more of the tech sector rather than law or finance like her parents. And she never applied to MIT because, well. Bare... Fucking soooo hot... I was used for over an hour in that very stall inside this 100+ degree steam room... I moaned in agony.. and ecstasy.. The whole entire time... I think 2 more guys ended up joining the 3 and they slid right in my fuckhole and had their way with it... Yes...! After this hour I was completely exhausted..6.I showered. hit the booth-room .. Door open of course... And actually fell asleep for the better part of about 20 minutes.. before I heard a knock on the door.... She palmed her breasts.“Nice, I know my husband will have a thrill with these.”Ragan pivoted her head in humiliation. She looked at the white tile wall as the woman’s hands explored her body.“Very nice.” The woman gave Ragan’s breasts one final squeeze. She walked over to a tan settee and took a seat. “Come here, Nadia.”Ragan lifted her gown and walked over to the bathroom-adjoined sitting room.The woman snatched the gown from out Ragan’s hand.“No need for modesty.”The woman threw the gown on.