‘Oh,’ I moaned. ‘Here we go again!’ I grasped the shower bar, bent over and put my ass in the air. Sasha grabbed my hips with both hands, I f...lt the head of his penis searching for my cunt. I moved slightly to meet it and it slid in. My cunt felt so tight being taken from behind, every thrust made me gasp and moan. I reached down to stroke my clit. This feels soooo good. Sasha gripped my hips even tighter and started to mutter, louder and louder. ‘Yes, yes, oh baby, oh baby, oh, oh, oh…’ I. I kept on suckling him and milking him for every tasty drop, until I was sure I had it all. “Feel better?” I asked. “Yes babe thanks, I really do” He happily answered, “How do you do that to me babe? You make my ass feel so damn good when you do that, that I just can’t say no.” “Mmmmm, that’s because I love your ass.” I smiled up at him. Still wanting more I began to rub my wet pussy again, with the fingers of my other hand still inside him. My hard clit was almost begging for attention now.. As our audience continued to watch with increasing excitement, both Jay and Chloe were gasping with ecstasy as Paul and I got faster with each thrust. I could feel Jay building up to an orgasm and just then the woman with the red high heels stepped up to us whilst sucking the fingers of one hand. She placed her other hand gently over Jay’s back and smiling at me simply asked if I minded. Her fingers worked their way between Jay’s backside and I knew she wouldn’t mind what was about to happen. . There isn’t acurve or a sensuous line in it. It’s all uncompromisingangles, strip-lighting and magnolia patterned with dirtyfingerprints. I feel like a white mouse in an experimentdesigned to see how long one sentient being can spend in abox without turning magnolia herself.At least it was Monday, 5.45 p.m., nearly my time toescape. I shrugged into my jacket and put my handbag onthe filing cabinet below the mirror to put on some lippy.As I was poised, gloss in hand I noticed the windowcleaner.