I’m pretty sure there’s something else he’d rather be doing, you know what I mean?” “I know exactly what Danny wants to be doing, Em. He wan...s to get it on with you.” “Exactly.” “But I’m doing that, babe, remember?” “I have a big bed.” Paul has a shit-eating grin on his face all of a sudden. It’s clear he likes the sound of this. Kinda knew he would. Call it female intuition. “You boys won’t mind sharing me, will you?” I smirk. “Fuck no, gorgeous. That is fucking hot!” “I think so too.” “Right.. That night Maria was in fantastic form, it was almost impossible to satisfy her.I fucked her three times and Pavel fuck her four or five times, every time one of us had finished fucking her she told the other one to fuck her.Not only that but she couldn’t be satisfied no matter how many orgasms we gave her, I lost count of how many I gave her, mainly by licking her into an orgasm, Pavel licked her and used his finger on her.We also used her dildos and vibrators on her, after we were too tired. Today, however, the fantasy that put her over the edge was the thought that, each day, her boss seemed to knock back the ceramic cum-caked container with more and more verve than the day before. It was subtle, but it was there. Yesterday, the distinct sound of a drained coffee mug hitting the mahogany desk pealed out before Gretchen had made it down the hall. With the thought that her superior not only was enjoying the nutty flavor shot that she was using to amplify her routine coffee kick, but. ..." he gloated, without fear of contradiction. "...as you know....having sampled my style, and having too beg for mercy. Hahaha." "Yes....I can't disagree. Your a hell of a guy.!" She replied convincingly. "But surely you had to have an early night last night...you must have been so tired" Last night.....haha. No...I had Sylvia knocking on my door, about 7pm. Climbing the walls....she was. Needed fucked real badly after the day she'd had. Aparantly her son flooded her friends house and they'd.