When the tea was ready Mrs. Farrow put a cup of tea in front of Ellen and me along with three chocolate chip cookies. I sipped the tea and nibbled on ...he cookies and tried to not get too many crumbs on my pants. I finished the cookies and the tea and sat fidgeting in my seat as Ellen nibbled on her cookie and looked at me over her glasses with those beautiful eyes. She smiled and pushed her glasses back up her nose.When I finished my tea and put the cup down Ellen asked, “Do you want to play. . . my pussy hasn’t been popped in three years. Horny wasn’t the fucking word! Try sexually muthafucking frustrated. Between the death of my fiancé, and remaining focused on my career I just wasn’t interested in physically sharing my energy with anybody.Be that as it may, to function under all the pressure it became vital for me to fuck me daily; more often than not, more than once. Shit they didn’t make waterproof, travel size, silent proof toys, and toy cleaners for nothing! I kept a discreet. "Put your fingers back in my cunt!"Like a stray back-alley cat in heat, Pam moaned out in pleasure as Jack rammed his fingers in and out of her cunt. Saying the indecent word cunt was freeing; she was a slut."I want to see you naked." Here?" she asked, panicked that someone would see her. "Can we go in the house? Please, Jack!"Their roles quickly reversed, and Pam leaned on Jack for support as he fingered her cunt and steered them to the front door."What are you going to do when we get in the. It was closed, I turned to the lady and said, “It’s closed, it must have got knocked or something. I’ll go and see.” I put what I had down, just barely able to see the floor. I got up and pushed on the hatch door, it moved half an inch and then no more. It was hard to move and it seemed that the piano must have been pushed back on top. I pushed and pushed, the lady shouted up, “Well what’s the matter?” I looked down and said, “I can’t open it, it’s stuck. Someone’s pushed the piano back on.