I need to know what she feels like deeper inside, how her sweat and piss and ass taste and feel and smell. I want to hear her scream with lustful agon... as I force orgasm after pulsing orgasm into, across and though her body. I’m drunk with desire for her.“Bring your ass up to my face, Babe,” I order her.She does that and I bury my face deep between her cheeks. My lips taste her. I feel my fingers pumping her ass as they brush against my nose. She’s still moaning, only louder. Her spunk oozes. Just as I was thinking that this might be a good time to cool things off a little, the back door opened. The sound startled all of us but Anne just quietly adjusted her dress and slipped her sandal back on before the customer even rounded the corner. As the customer approached I realized that it wasn’t one of my ringers, so I really needed to help them.Fortunately all they needed to do was make a payment which I took quickly and then they were on their way. As they left Anne asked me if I was. .. my only female visitor was Sandi, who also tended to be the least intrusive ... she only would show up in the late evening, and stayed over, which meant minimum pressure to perform.I really liked it, it felt good, as I said before, to have a bedmate again. She ended up bringing over a housedress, a couple of nighties and a few cosmetic goodies. But she wasn't pushy about it.Then, I got a shock. Patty called and asked to come over. She said she and Mandy would be coming with a "surprise".When. Anderson, the man who originally hired him.Bill took the company public and then bought the controlling shares of stock. In addition to his lucrative salary and bonuses, Bill's net worth tripled over night. He had become a very wealthy man. And yet, in spite of his success, his meteor like rise through the company hierarchy, and all his amassed wealth, he would go home to a lonely apartment and sleep in his bed by himself.It wasn't for the lack of trying, at least at first anyway. He dated.