He guided her back after the fourth mile, less than an hour, but she seemed to be flagging. She'd been taken twice, after all. But she insisted they l...ft a little after they got back. He did mostly leg lifts, but she worked on her upper body. "Gotta keep the old boobs firm, babe."He made steaks and a salad for dinner, with an hour before the waking. They talked idly, but both felt the attraction between them. It was shared addiction, mutual admiration, sexual lust, and the relaxation stemming. He now began to fuck her ass, working deeper in each time. Her ex had at least used lube and went slow, this was unimaginable, and she could not move, she could not even scream, all she could muster where small gags as he fucked her ass faster and faster. She could now feel his balls contacting her ass with strokes and she knew he was all the way inside of her tight little ass as he fucked her, slowing down every little bit to slap her on the ass. He finally pulled out of her ass and. That was no surprise. They’d done it before but on this occasion, Paul’s lesbian secretary was involved in a three-way conversation. The reason for his call was to inform Claire he’d been offered a promotion and that two of his bosses would be coming that evening to discuss it further with them and have a meal. This meant that she had to go to the supermarket and prepare for the evening. Paul instructed her to go out, wearing nothing but her coat and shoes. He wanted her to remain aroused,. She didn't want to show the fear that was slowing building up inside her. She knew that people would be looking for her. It was just a matter of time. Her family and friends would never expect her to disappear one day without saying a word to any of them."If it helps you during your time here, we'll let you keep thinking that. It's only fair."This guy is fucking with me. He has to. There is absolutely no way he can get away with this. I mean, for Christ sake, I can see his fucking face! Oh God.