Still zero. So, I went back to an empty booth throw on some gay porn and started to please myself. Just about when I was out of time there was a knock...on the door. The door opened and a muscular middle-aged man walked in. He was bald with a goatee. I told him it was ok to enter. Then I let him know I was almost out of time on my ticket. He put more time on the video then sat by me and started watching to gay porn. I already had my cock out, so he asked what I wanted. I was nervous never. Normally she keeps them pretty tightly secured in her designer bras but today she quite obviously wasn’t wearing one. I could see some stretch marks all along her sagging breast right from her dark areola to her sternum and for some strange reason it excited me. Pamela took an incredible long time bent over my desk with her tits dangling in my face as we discussed the more stupid of things, the color of my pants. I didn’t care what color of dark green they were, hunter green was just as good as. “Are you both lesbian or pretending?” They were pretending. They both had boyfriends they kept away from the company. “Are you curious, though?” That was the reason for the shared smile. They were. I smiled, too. “Let’s hook up in one of your rooms, then. I think my room will be watched closely. I have always thought of myself as straight, but I have been shown that I enjoy women, too.” They both hugged me and promised to do exactly that. I had a feeling those two might have more of. "Fuck, she tastes so sweet partner. Her cunt is dripping wet!" he told his friend. He slapped her ass, both cheeks; it echoed around the room and left an imprint on her.Pete stood upright, as he positioned himself behind Christine, who was unaware of what was coming next. He placed the tip of his large rounded head at her opening.With one large thrust, he pushed in. His cock forced it's way deep into her cunt hard."Mmmmm...!" is all Christine could mutter with a cock in her mouth, as she felt.