He was so fucking hard, I could see the veins down the sides, though his thin pants. I could see the head clearly. And it was the size of a small appl...! After a while, he was dipping pre-cum!!! I could SEE it wetting his slacks, lol. I was absolutely sticky, I was so fucking wet!!!Anyway, to make a long story short, I invited him out to my car for a "breath of air and to chat". Just so happens, we had parked in a rather dark corner. The very minute he closed the car door, he unzipped his pants. "Helen" he called (not her real name)"What is it, I'm reading","Come here" he said "I have something for you".She came into his room and Steve was behind the door waiting for her. He grabbed her and pulled her to the floor and I grabbed her legs. Needless to say she started to scream and kick so we all had to hold her down and Steve gagged her mouth with some pants whilst Peter and I struggled to get her knickers off her. It was a struggle but after a minuter or so we managed and finally Peter. Outfitted in a sombre, severely cut, two-piece suit in charcoal grey - crisp white shirt and matching accessories completing the ensemble. A uniform, of sorts, imparting an impression more redolent of authority than service; out of keeping with the position she held in his household yet apposite at one and the same time.?Authority?, he thought, loss matching terror, that had once been his; certain, as he watched hands rest on hips and an insolent tongue slither across somewhat inflated lips, it. John’s eyes were wide open and not blinking. I was rubbing my clit, watching John’s face for one second and looking at his cock and Scott for ten. I noticed that he clenched his fists, but then he relaxed. His head fell back and he closed his eyes. Scott continued to suck his cock much more aggressively than I ever did until John came.I knew that he came because Scott’s eyes bulged and he swallowed suddenly. He quickly jerked his head away and what I assume was John’s second spurt shot wildly.