“Buckle up,” he said as he sat in the driver’s seat.“Where are we going?” she asked.“To the OTB -- Off Track Betting.”“Why do you go t...ere every Saturday?”“It’s a hobby of mine.”He drove across town and parked in the lot. “Here we are...” He escorted her inside. “There’s a snack bar here if you’re a little hungry.”“I know -- giant pretzel.”“That sounds good to me.” Glenn bought two pretzels.He began reviewing his marked-up Racing Form. “How do you know which horses to bet on?” she asked.He. Carthalo could barely hear her whispering Yes&hellip, oh gods yes&hellip, by the eight divines I need some cock. Husband&hellip,. Hadvar&hellip, Carthalo&hellip, anyone&hellip, oh, oh yes I need it so badly&hellip,. It was all Carthalo could do not to go give her what she clearly wanted so desperately. Then, she did something so bizarre that Carthalo wasnt sure if he had seen it, she produced Alvors blacksmithing hammer from behind the counter, a good sized, wooden handled, hammer that she. It feels so good being stuffed in both holes. I can feel my orgasm quickly building toward release, so I pump as fast as I can, harder, faster, harder, faster, until it hits me. I tense up and arch my back so far that I'm almost standing up, and relax as it passes and I collapse back into my chair. I sat there for a few minutes recovering and finally open my eyes.There in the glass in front of me is the reflection of a man standing in the hall behind me. I quickly spin my chair around to see. I got to her as quickly as I could and was right in front of her. We started to kiss slowly, our tongues connecting with one another but then things started to get more sexy and steamy, she put her hand down my trousers and started to slowly stroke my cock. I did the opposite, I slowly took my hand down to her wet filthy slutty cunt and started to rub it slowly, this filthy slut started to moan a little before telling me to go quicker. So by every minute, I was going quicker and quicker and her.