If they couldn't think slutty enough thoughts to keep their cunts moist, then they had to surreptiously work their hands under their skirts and stroke...their needy little clits without anyone noticing.If they were unlucky, they would orgasm in public. desperately trying to stay silent and not shake as waves of pleasured shot out from their cunt. If they were very unlucky, they would wet themselves, flooding their seat with urine and feeling it pool on the floor around their feet. If they were. He was moaning while yanking on his dick. Brenda was slapping his buttocks hard with her hand.“You like this! You like my dick. I bet you like guys fucking your cute ass. You love it. Pull that cock now!”“Yes! I like being a little bitch. I’m a submissive. I like your cock. Fucking hell. Use me like a bitch!”“I knew you were. You love dick. I bet you get fucked up your ass all the time. You like my cock?"Brenda was thrusting harder and faster into Mike’s asshole. She was slapping. And on my birthday. I lived with it because she was making money and i couldn’t really prove it. Besides i know how it ends, if i make a fuss she will deny it … then leave me cause i don’t trust her and end up with him anyway. The only problem was i couldn’t really fuck her anymore, she was ruined for my smaller cock. One day i got a call on my cell and she said some late emrgencies came in and she would be late. But i wasn’t at home, i was close to her work so i decided to drive by. I didn’t. That it was just over the road from PCW's offices only occurred to me as we were on our way but once it did I thought I'd give Debbie a ring on the off chance she fancied a quick half, too.She did. In fact, she was at the bar when we arrived, fending off the attentions of a bunch of guys who turned out to be from PCW, too. OK, so it was a poor choice of pub after all. And maybe I should have mentioned that May was going to be there, too. Still - an interesting exchange of dirty looks - from the.