"Didn't they notice?" Tina asked.
"I don't think so," I grinned, "you see we had a corner bar, it was behind the furniture and he fucked me while supposedly helping me fix us all a drink, if any one of them had turned just a few inches they would have seen us. Brian had his 'wicked' way with me for three years then he met Molly, his wife, she wore him out and there was little left for me after that."
Lying back on the carpet I looked up at Martin.
"Now, for Christ's sake will you fill me with that gorgeous cock again." I pleaded with him, "And if you come and sit on my face Tina I can taste your fanny."
As they rushed to meet my desire I wondered how knackered I would be by the time they left.
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