‘Don’t forget about your pie,’ she added before getting up and walking away. Ashira walked into the tanning salon, her face red with anger. ‘...ark Pederson, you have some explaining to do!’ she shouted. Mark looked up from the new security desk and sighed. ‘Ashira, I’m not in the mood,’ Mark warned. ‘I don’t give a flying fuck about your mood! We need to talk!’ Ashira shouted. One of the other security guards made a move to grab Ashira by the arm and she shoved her employee badge in his face.. “Ready?” He asked. Feeling her ass quivering slightly around him and her hard cock under his stomach, he already knew the answer. She gave a slow nod and wrapped her legs around him, raising her hips to meet his. He slowly began to thrust his cock. The feel of him inside her was exquisite. Each time his cock withdrew, the head of his cock would brush against her hardened prostate, causing her to whimper and moan in time with his thrusting. She clawed at his back and linked her ankles around. Libby knows it, too. Why do you think she got so mad?" He chuckled down the line. "She’s afraid I might show you.”"Guess you’re proving her right, huh?”"Come on, you don't love Kevin, you haven't for a long time. He treats you like crap. Hey, only you and I will ever know about this." Let me think about it, Ben. Give me a few days. It’s all a bit sudden. I'll get back to you."I hung up the phone and started thinking. Hell, Ben was a lot of fun and we usually had a good time when we were all. I reached out and put my left hand over her right one that was massaging her clit. She laid back and let me dig my fingers into her beautiful cunt. My cock was really starting to ooze precum from the excitement, and Steve was beginning to thrust into my mouth with an a****l like intensity as never before. I raised up to readjust my cock and saw Michelle smiling from me to Steve. "This is something I've always dreamed of," she said. "Sharing my husbandwith another man and getting you in the sack.