In her old boss’s defense, he did explain this all before she began working for him.Now the power to say yes or no was hers without fear of losing h...r ability to take care of herself. The feeling was exhilarating. Not only that but the looks Kahrin kept giving her along with the appreciative looks of all the men had her panties soaked. The barkeep lightly brushing or touching every sensitive spot she could reach when posing her earlier probably had a lot to do with that. Besides, she had done. She was silent now, but no one cared because of the roads condition. I could feel her sweating dispite being on AC. To reduce the effect I held her waist but it served for the worst only. Because it was now like giving her a cowgirl ride on my dick. I could feel her being slightly wet. I whispered “Sorry” on her ears. And her reply shocked me.She: why?Me: For the pokingShe: mmmmAfter a pause she saidShe: Thank youMe: Why?She: For the pokingI was shocked by that statement. The car went on like. Desi’s cock was jutting out and looked much longer and fatter than my meagre offering. “Come on Kitty babe,” Desi shook her leg, “you don’t think that I’m finished with you yet do you?”Kate’s eyes flickered open and she smiled and then sexily smeared her love juice onto her nipples.“Good!” She slurred, “I’ve got my second wind now.” “Get out of the way,” Desi grunted as he pushed me to one side, “this needs warming up!” As he waved his big dick in front of my wife’s face.I swear that she. She was never sure if he did broadcast it or not. Maybe just he watched -- maybe he let friends. Maybe he just let anyone watch his desk slut work. The idea of strangers jerking off watching her fingers slide into her cunt and his cock fuck her face drove her nuts. She began to finger fuck herself with slow, deep thrusts so that it was a good show for whoever he chose to share her with."Good girl. I want a puddle," He said in a deep raspy voice as he watched her show. She loved knowing he was.