So much so that I didn’t even think about sexual pleasures (fuck!). My brain was hard-wired to complete assignments. I lost touch with emotions and ...y colleagues started thinking that I had been possessed.But my husband thought I was cheating on him with some guy (guys!) in the office. He would call me at random hours which disturbed my zone.While talking on the phone, he would tell me all the dirty ways in which he would like to fuck me in bed. Sometimes he was even calling me a slut who. "Help me to get him hard," Caroline says to Dorothy.He has always wanted to have two girls mouthing his cock. Tonight is his dream realised as the pair take turns breathing life into its flaccid loll. Carole goes first using all her skill and determination to rouse him to fulfil her need. But it is only when Dorothy takes him deep into her pretty mouth that his full erection abruptly blooms.Even though it is at last fully primed, the two girls continue to lavish his cock with all the skill. He rolled on a condom which he had extracted from the same drawer, lubed himself up with a product from a bottle, picked up a lube tube and injected the product into my arse and before I knew it, he was pushing his cock against my sphincter with ever-increasing force. He finally entered me and gave me the benefit of his full shaft, which was quite a bit shorter than mine and proceeded with ever increasing amplitude and force to fuck my butt.It was clear that Mike was a highly experienced. By mid-morning I'd erected it and installed all the glass and shelving that I thought I'd need and set about clearing all the overgrown weeds at the back of the cottage, it was a mammoth task, and by mid-afternoon, I was shattered and my hands were full of little scratches.The girls hadn't been idle either, they'd been decorating a room we'd decided would be used as a nursery, it was between what would eventually be mine and Jill's room on one side and a slightly smaller room, which would be.