My hand starts to touch her knee and she opens a little more as my hand runs up the inside her inner thigh. She quickly closes her legs and questions me "What about your Wife?" I reply "She likes that I get pleasured by other women as she doesn't do it for me any more". "Sure she will love to know the details of tonight". As wink at her. She quickly says "lets take this privately to my hotel". With that she grabs my hand and leads me to her hotel. I quickly message the wife "Don't wait up for me I wont be coming home I'm taking my secretary tonight". Our hands running over each other on the way to the hotel. In a few mins we arrive and jump in the lift. As soon as the doors close she pushes up against me undoing my belt and slides her hand down my trousers to rub my cock getting it ready. Instantly it goes hard. with that we reach our floor and she opens the door to her room. As she turns the light on and turns round i push her against the wall pick her up to my hips and strip of her. She knocked Anna Jackson, the other girl standing with Cassy, ass over tea kettle then she was racing down the hill, swearing to herself for at least the millionth time that one day she was gonna kill that apathetic cursed bitch of a drunken slut for not watching over Jack better. She bull dozed through the circle-the circle jerk as these over bred cock sucking pricks called it-deliberatly and furiously sending as many of them flying as she could. That was fine, they wanted to play this stupid, male hormonally charged games amongst themselves, but they were playing it using Jack and that was a wrong so horribly monumental that she was choking on tears. ‘Hi Linni Lin.’ Jack tried to smile at her, seeing that she was upset and worrying that she was mad at him, that he’d maybe done something bad. He winced when it made his swollen, split lip sting, and snuffled up a snotful of blood that way trying to ooze out of both his nostrils. Lindi made a sound, a low pitched, choked, snarling.
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