I tore my face away from Terry—just to get a breather—before turning back to him wanting to kiss more. Marcus had crawled over to us to watch, lea...ing on his elbow so cocksure of himself, looking over me like I was some downed and defeated gazelle and they could take their time feasting on me.“You got her,” Marcus said to Terry.How rude.I loved it. But I wasn’t done resisting Terry and his wonderfully relentless hand. I slapped that hand and slapped his broad shoulders and punched his muscled. “I’m sorry!” Kai panicked. “I’m so sorry! Fuck!” He slapped himself in the head, and then again, and again, and again like a raving lunatic. Layla didn’t like to see him unravel this way. “Stop! Stop, Kai!” She managed to grab his wrists and begged him to end his self-inflicted pain. “I didn’t mean to! Please don’t leave! Please don’t leave me, Layla!” He was so scared and she could genuinely see that fear. The man that she was interacting with in that moment was just so different from the. "Sexually frustrated, Ms. Rose?", I ask and she responds with a simple "You have no idea" before going back to sucking me off. A minute passes and my dick becomes rock hard. Ms. Rose pulls it from her mouth and admires my dick. "Goddamn! Little Joshy isn't so little anymore!", she says promptly before deepthroating my dick. I curl my toes and look at the ceiling. Ms. Brisk was a freak but not even she could deepthroat me! Ms. Rose goes back and forth from my base to my tip in quick succession. Check emails, shower, dinner then bed he thought.Setting up the laptop on the dresser, he plugged it into the socket. He walked into the bathroom and started the shower running. Pouring himself a scotch and soda from the mini bar, he sat down to read his mail.Most of it was routine, mundane office crap he mused. Whilst sipping his drink, the mail alert flashed up on screen and a new missive appeared. He stared in shock. He'd actually got a reply! Paul had spotted a personal advertisement in the.