She moans again as I pick up speed, my cock sliding in and out of her effortlessly.“Oh god I’m sore…”, she whispers and draws a shuddering bre...th.“I know.”He had fucked her like a slut, grabbing her hips, slapping her already bruised ass, and I had fucked her mouth just as brutally. The darkroom’s mattress was somewhat crowded, but we had enough room around us for what we wanted. I had glanced around, seeing a small crowd watching my sub get bent over, watching her get spitroasted and serve us.. She calls for her slippers, which I fetch. Her robe, which I help her into. After which, she rises from her mattress, and motions towards the door. I cross the room and open it, my eyes towards the floor as she approaches. She lets out a chuckle, and reaches towards me. I flinch, but hold still as she clasps my shoulder. ‘Thank you. Now be a dear, and make breakfast.’ she says. ‘Yes Miss Cia. Is there anything you’d particularly like this morning?’ Her grip tightens, and she drops her tone. There was a very large man asleep at my desk when I turned into my cubicle. He was wearing jeans, rubber boots, and a new NBS polo shirt. His head was back showing a ruddy and tanned complexion and a handsome face that had seen a lot of mileage. I could tell he was tall and trim since there was so much leg between my chair and the edge of my desktop where his western boots carefully rested. His muscular arms were folded over his chest. There was a tattoo on one arm – a smiling dragon. He was. I asked if they were still looking and she said yes and they were clearly enjoying what they were seeing. I could tell she was getting excited so i dared her to show a bit more. She turned slightly in the seat so she was facing them and very slowly uncrossed her legs sitting with her feet and knees apart. From where i was sitting i could see a hint of red panties so from they were sitting they must have been able to see more.She looked across at me and gave a half smile before opening her.