“Blowjob, lunchtime, bathroom stall eight,” a post by Maya read. I checked the time and date of the post. My jaw dropped. She had just posted that...about an hour ago. “Need a cock in me, work is so fucking boring,” another post read by a different person read. “Boss is going to be away, need to fuck under my desk.” “Bathroom stall seven doggy style after work.” My eyes raced through the long list of posts, my cock growing harder with every passing moment. So this was the secret everyone was. Kelly found herself bound with her hands to the bedposts. He then managed to raise her feet and legs to meet in bondage with her hands. She was at his complete whim and mercy. She whimpered, half out of fright, half out of delight. She felt his cock touch her pussy. She heard him speak, “since you like getting spanked on your pussy so much,” he chuckled delightfully, “I’ll start with that first. Are you ready my little slut?” “yes master,” Kelly trembled.He removed his cock from the outlines of. Like me, a bubble out of plumb.A voice sounded, garbled a bit, was silent, tried again, garbled some more ... and was silent.Simone, she's so smart, started reciting the Preamble to the Constitution, followed by the Gettysburg Address, and the Declaration. That must have been the right thing to do, because the room said, "Ah ... American english, with a minuscule Germanic accent, mid 20th century. You have a lovely voice, my dear. Allow me to introduce myself. I am (something quite. "You have to remember to lock the door!"Jim started climbing the stairs, and heard a woman giggling from the bedroom. It sounded like Linda's laugh. Jim took a peek into the ajar door to his bedroom, and saw Linda and Terrence in a dep embrace in their sheets."Terr, you got me so horny now, I want you inside me, sooo bad!"Linda's sweet high pitched voice sounded like Terrence had been teasing her and turning her on to the point where Linda was practically begging to be fucked.The two were.