You can experience some of the pain we girls go throughto look good for our guys. You're not gay, are you, James?" No, really, I'm not. As I explained... I kind of got stuck into wearingHedda's panties. It's not like I own any myself." Well, I think it's cute. You go, girl!"I was handed a list of secretarial things that needed to be completedthis afternoon so left my desk and started doing some of the filing andtyping that were written on the list. A few of the girls in the officeasked Amanda if. My cunt clenched as the heat billowed out of me.“Oh, that’s so good,” I groaned. “Mmm, you’re both such naughty wives.”“Well, your pussy is too pretty not to eat,” Elouise said. She stroked her tongue throw my folds. “And tastes delicious.”Mrs. Quick moaned her agreement around my girl-dick. She sucked and nursed with hunger. Her head bobbed. She worked her mouth up and down my shaft. Her lips maintained that tight seal. The pleasure surged down my shaft to my twat. My heart pumped heat through. I loved fucking them too. Except the fact that sometimes I was fucking 4 TIMES a day. That was great but on top of work and playing softball 3-5 a week?After that it seemed like every chance me and Cindy got a chance we'd sneak off and fuck eachothers brains oiut. It slowly faded out to once a yr. This is about the last time we hooked up. It was like 10yrs ago. I was at the bar when my phone rang. I looked at the name it was Cindy. At this point in life I was selling meth. She said she wanted. " She murmured, "Beaten by a girl." I wasn't sure if she meant the game or the beating she was inflicting now. Probably both."Legs apart a bit." She commanded. I complied and she reached around and fondled my still rock-hard cock. "There's a good boy," she said, stroking it gently. "Only eleven to go."Her ministrations of my cock were nearly making me burst. She let go and I sighed. "If you're really good, I'll finish you off." Holy shit, bring it on, I thought.WHACK! WHACK!.