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He slid a finger into her sopping pussy as he thrust into her ass like a madman. When he began spurting into her ass, she cried out in her own orgasm.
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I heard Mrs. C cry out. I stood and walked halfway to the conference room glass wall. Several others stood, too. It wasn't that we hadn't heard such sounds before, we routinely do. But, we all knew this was Mr. C's wife. And, as I realized, not just fucked, but ass-fucked. Miles is no slouch fucking ... he just lacks confidence. I had a feeling that wouldn't last much longer.
Mrs. C was pressed to the tabletop, her eyes closed and her face turned in our direction. She was in another place, a very nice place. Her face expressed just how nice a place she was in.
