The week passed slowly for Marc, and he found himself thinking more and more about the incident in his analyst's office on the preceding Monday. He tried not to think about what had happened, but it was impossible, and more than once, while he was working, his thoughts returned to that darkened office with him bound to the couch, having his prick sucked while Andrea Murtaugh forced her cunt against his mouth.
"Some kind of psychoanalyst… " he mumbled aloud, and closed the account book he was working on.
°Beg pardon?" Lorna asked, as she set a cup of coffee on the corner of the desk Marc looked up in surprise-he had forgotten momentarily that he had asked Lorna to bring him a cup of coffee. He blushed lightly and smiled at the attractive brunette as he replied, "See? You've caught me talking to myself."
Lorna laughed with him and remarked, "I feel like doing that at times, Mr. Andrews… especially when I think of going back to that damn secretarial pool," and she pouted prettily as she spoke.
Marc was aware that the girl was after Betty's job and that he had the power to give it to her; not only was the wage higher, the position was a veritable steeping-stone to a coveted "girl Friday" job of one of the senior executives. And, with the job, Marc realized, a certain status was afforded to the girls had worked their way out of the pool where they were lowest in the pecking order at Levison and Breen. He smiled at the attractive young girl as she stood looking at him, openly apprehensive.
"How old are you, Lorna?"
It was her turn to blush and she replied, "Does age have anything to do with ability, Mr. Andrews?"
"That was not the reason I asked."
"I'll be twenty-three my next birthday," she said hesitantly.
"And when will that be?"
She giggled lightly as she tossed her head to one side and told him, "Just eleven months away."
And they laughed together. "You want Betty's job, don't you, Lorna?" he asked bluntly.
The girl felt her face burn hotly, but she stood straight and thrust her full tits out as she drew her breath and answered, "I do… and I'll do anything I have to, to get it!"
"Anything?" Marc questioned, and raised an eyebrow.
Lorna placed her hands on her firm young hips and glared at him defiantly, "Anything!"
Marc leaned back in his chair and asked her, "Did you know that Bob Sanford is having an affair with your roommate, Lorna?"
The girl dropped her eyes and simply nodded her head. When she didn't speak, Marc questioned her further, "Is that how Sandy got her job?" Again, she nodded her head slightly up and down. Marc chuckled, "I thought something was fishy when he let old Gladys go… she'd been with him for nearly two years."
"And Betty's only been with you for one year," Lorna put in.
"So she has-she is also a very excellent secretary." He paused, and thought about all the sick leave she had taken already this year. "When she's here… " he finished quietly.
Lorna brightened and stepped forward, "I'm never sick, Mr. Andrews-and I'm a damn sight better secretary than Betty!" She blushed again as she added, "And I'll do a whole lot more for you than she would."
"Oh?" Marc questioned, "Such as?"
"If I had the job, you'd see!"
He laughed lightly, "Sounds like a pig in a poke to me, Lorna."
A look of confusion crossed her face-she hadn't understood the meaning of his words, and she shook her head as she mumbled, "Pig in a poke…" She shrugged, "I don't get it."
Marc looked at the girl and found her appealing; she had good legs and thighs, and if the promise of her full ass beneath her brief skirt was any indication of her sexuality, he just might consider letting Betty go back to the pool and taking Lorna as her replacement. He would, however, have to be careful although he could hire and fire personnel directly under his position, it wouldn't do to have any gossip started as to his motivation. He could use the excuse that Betty was off sick too often, or that she had committed the unforgivable sin of misfiling an account book. And as the thought went through his mind he glanced down at the last file Lorna had brought to him. The cover was lying open and the last notation was in Betty's neatly printed hand-the date of replacement was several days before. ONSTATT amp; WITHERS, the filing sticker read brightly. He smiled and picked up the file and glanced at Lorna.
"I won't be needing this after all, Lorna-refile it under 'W'… and don't bother dating the replacement… I haven't touched the figures."
She looked at him curiously, then glanced at the last replacement date and the signature. She was about to mention to him that all multiple names were filed under the first name. Then she seemed to understand. "I'll put it away now," she told him, and turned for the door.
"Lorna… " Marc called as she reached for the doorknob. She stopped and turned as he remarked, "I'll be working through lunch again-call the switchboard and tell them I don't want to be disturbed."
"But I'll be at my desk, I can take the calls,… "
Marc shook his head. "Rule number one-don't question your boss." He smiled, then added, "I may need you during lunch."
She caught the underlying message and nodded as she left the office, clutching the file to her full breasts.
As the lunch hour drew near, Marc paced his office impatiently. He was going to do a little testing himself and he hoped to hell he had read the girl's innuendos properly-it would be more than just embarrassing if it turned out he'd misread her and wound up with her screaming all over the office! But perhaps there was a way, he thought as he glanced toward the door of the toilet he shared with Bob Sanford… if Bob would be accommodating, that is.
On impulse, he pushed through the toilet and entered his friend's office.
Bob looked up as Marc entered. He lay down his pen and queried, "What can I do for you, chum… run out of paper clips?"
"No," Marc replied, "I didn't… but there's some thing you can do for me, buddy-boy," and he smiled mysteriously as he sat on the edge of the man's desk.
It was only a few minutes past twelve when Lorna looked up and found the light flashing on her console. She touched the reply button and the light blinked out as she stood and crossed to the door of Marc's inner office. Drawing in her breath, she reminded herself how very desperately she wanted the job and reminded herself, too, just how far Sandy had gone to get her job with Bob Sanford. Of course, Sandy had never come right out and said so, but the obvious fact was that she had allowed Bob to have sex with her. Lorna shivered a bit and forced herself to enter the office-she wanted that job!
Had she found Marc Andrews sitting naked behind her desk, she could have handled it, but the pretty young brunette was not ready for what awaited her beyond the door of the inner office: the blinds were drawn and the lights out, and it was nearly dark inside. The bravado she had displayed earlier when she had been confronted by Andrews about wanting Betty's position left her as she entered the darkened room. She closed the door quietly and stood bra moment, allowing her eyes to become accustomed to the darkness. She took a few hesitant steps into the office and swallowed thickly as a sudden fear welled up in her chest and she felt her heart pound heavily. For, as brazen as she had acted earlier, Lorna was in truth a quiet girl-reserved in her dealings with others and often withdrawn. Until she had moved in with the girl, Sandy, she would never have entertained the thought of using her feminine charms to secure a job-one that rightfully belonged to another woman. Now she was about to do that very thing, and she fought the impulse to run, to be gone from this dark office and the peril it seemed to hold for her as she stood quietly and listened to the sound of her own breathing. Lorna was no stranger to sex-she had been initiated at an early age with her own brothers, and though there was no lasting shame or damage from her incestuous relationships with the two older boys, she had yet to step out of the family circle for sex with another man. And, in a sense, Lorna was a virgin-at least in her mind, for all through school she had denied her favors to the boys who dated her, only to run home to sneak into her brothers' room while her parents slept soundly downstairs.
"Lorna," Marc called out softly from the darkness.
The girl gave a start and cocked her head as his voice came to her. "Mr. Andrews?" she whispered in return.
"Shushhh…" he cautioned, and she turned her head to see him standing in the darkened doorway of the restroom across the office. And he beckoned to her with his hand as she simply stood there and looked at him.
Finally, Lorna gathered her courage and crossed the office to where he stood. She shuddered slightly as she felt his hand on her elbow. "Why is it so dark?" she questioned softly.
"Be quiet!" he commanded, and gripped her arm tightly "if you really want that job, Lorna all you have to come into the toilet with me."
"Ummm… what for, Mr. Andrews? I mean why the toilet?" she asked, and wondered what kind of perversion she was going to be exposed to.
"You'll see," he said mysteriously. "Just keep quiet-no matter what you see, don't say a word. Do you understand?"
Lorna wondered what there was to be seen in an executive's toilet, but he was so firm about it that it frightened her. Again, she swallowed back her fear and nodded dumbly. Marc led her into the toilet and pulled the door closed behind them. It was much darker inside the narrow cubicle than in the office and again a rush of fear went over the young woman. She felt herself guided to the far door and she stood pressed against the cool wall as Marc opened the door a crack and pressed close to her in the still darkness of the toilet.
Lorna stifled a gasp as she looked into the other office and realized whose it was. She looked on in wide-eyed amazement as she saw her roommate standing in the dimly ht room, Sandy was in the process of removing her clothing as Bob crossed the office to lock the door from the inside. She swallowed drily as the chubby redhead unsnapped the short skirt she wore, stepped out of it and laid it over the back of a chair. She kicked off her high-heeled pumps and turned her back then as she unbuttoned her blouse and slipped out of it. Raising her hands behind her, she unfastened her brassiere and pulled it from her body to lay it with her other things. Wearing only panties, garter belt and hose, the woman turned then to face Bob as he disrobed. Lorna fought back the urge to flee as she saw the man removing his clothing. As he pulled off his pants and laid them aside, she saw the huge bulge beneath the thin material of his shorts. As he pulled them off, Lorna bit her lip-his rock-hard prick stood out stiffly from his muscled loins. She watched then, dimly aware of the man beside her, as Bob crossed the office and stood before the attractive redhead. He said something to her, but Lorna could not hear clearly enough to make out the words. Sandy's action, however, told her clearly what the man had said. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her panties, she drew them down to her knees, then shrugged them off her feet in an easy gesture. Standing straight, her heavy breasts jutted out from her body, and Lorna felt a chill go through her as Bob reached out to cup them both fully with his hands. She swallowed again as Sandy reached out and took hold of the man's prick and held it warmly with both her hands.
Lorna gave a start as she felt Marc's hand on her hip. Soon she felt him pressing against her body with his. It was suddenly stifling in the dark confines of the toilet, and she drew in her breath deeply, fighting the panic that welled up inside her as she watched the lewd display of overt sex in the next room. But as she watched Sandy kneeling before Bob, she felt a twinge of heat in her own body, and as Sandy opened her mouth and placed the head of Bob's prick in her obscenely ovaled mouth, Lorna felt a rush of blood to her head. She had never before witnessed the act of sex, and, watching now, she recalled the times she had crept into her older brothers' room to climb quietly beneath the covers to lie between their hot young bodies, to let them fondle her, play with her tits and pussy, and to hold each of their throbbing cocks in her hands. She had often sucked one while the other fucked her; and on several occasions she had allowed them both to fuck her at the same time. But that was different! Her warped sense of reality told her as she watched Sandy sucking the man's prick in the next room. They were my brothers… it's not the same!
Lorna felt Marc's hand as it moved down the side of her body and lifted the hem of her skirt. As his fingers touched the bare flesh of her thigh she shuddered lightly and found herself pressing against him in the darkness. She could feel the outline of his prick inside his trousers against her left leg, and she longed to take hold of it-to feel its smooth flesh and warm pulsing head. As she gazed again at Sandy, she somehow wished it were she on her knees with Bob's huge prick throbbing in her mouth. She moaned softly and felt Marc stiffen beside her; then he touched a finger to her lips and she shivered again at the touch of him. She reminded herself that they were there secretly, and if Bob and Sandy found out that they were being watched… but it was too horrible to think about!
Marc felt the woman's flesh quiver under his touch and as his hand closed on her bare thigh he felt her pressing her body against his. He raised his hand under her skirt and moved it flatly over the silken surface of her lower belly. He felt the stiff mat of pubic hair beneath the thin material of her panties, then moved his hand upward to find her flesh smooth and warm above the waistband. Working his fingers inside, he moved his body back slightly and pulled down the zipper of his trousers to free his bulging prick. With it outside his pants, he pressed against the girl again and moved his right hand down inside her tight panties until the tips of his fingers touched the wiry hair above her pussy. She shuddered again and, as she did, he took her left hand and guided it to his hot prick. He felt her stiffen as her hand came in contact with the throbbing rod of flesh; then he smiled inwardly as she closed her fingers about it and held it tightly with no further urging. They stood like that and watched as Sandy sucked Bob's prick lavishly just a few feet away. He stood with his legs spread, holding onto the sides of her face as he moved in and out in an obscene fucking motion, using her mouth for the receptacle of his lust. His prick glistened dully in the dim light as he withdrew it and Sandy's lips curled about its swollen head; then he thrust forward with his hips to bury it in her sucking mouth again. Each time he did, her cheeks hollowed and she stroked his huge nut-sac with one hand while she cupped the cheeks of his ass with the other.
Lorna felt Marc move his hand beneath her panties; then she was shocked as he placed her hand on his naked prick. She let her fingers linger for a moment; then she took hold of it, unable to deny the desire she felt building in her own young body. She stroked his stiff prick and felt it pulse against her palm as she gripped it tightly. She felt Marc move his hand lower, and she instinctively spread her legs a bit as his fingers encountered her mons and stroked the thick bush of hair there. She gasped then as the tips of his fingers plied the flesh of her cunt lips and wormed inside the velvet softness of her body. As he stroked her swollen cut gently, she leaned heavily against him and took hold of the head of his prick to squeeze it, then release it; then the squeezed it again. Lorna was submitting to his subtle manipulations willingly as he caressed her cunt gently and lovingly with just the tips of his fingers. She stroked his prick again and again and wished she could take it in her mouth just as Sandy had taken Bob's in hers. She looked on then as she felt Marc pull her panties down below her thighs, and she helped him as he removed them all the way.
Marc unfastened his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. He stepped out of them and pulled, down his shorts as he removed his loafers, then stood naked from the waist down in the dark toilet. Unbuttoning his shirt, he glanced over Lorna's shoulder as Sandy stood and crushed her mouth over Bob's while he held her tightly to him, cupping the abundant cheeks of her lovely ass with both hands as she pressed her body to his. Marc lifted his hands to Lorna's waist and freed the catch of her skirt. She gave a start, but offered no resistance as he lowered it over her full hips, and she stepped out of it willingly. As she stood there half naked, she felt Marc's hands at her neck; he unfastened the catch there and drew down the zipper of her blouse. She slipped it over her head and again felt his hands on her back; her bra was removed then and she suddenly realized she was as naked as her roommate in the next room. And with that thought she looked to see Bob on his knees before Sandy; he lifted his face to her dark red muff of pussy hair and ran his hand up the backs of her legs; and, as Lorna watched, Bob began kissing Sandy's pussy! She could not believe her eyes-she had heard of such things, but she certainly had not believed they actually happened! Awed, she looked on as Bob ran his hands to the cheeks of Sandy's ass and pulled her to him, his mouth glued to her cunt. Lorna felt Marc's hands on her waist then and she leaned back against him as he raised his hands to cup her full tits. She felt his stiff prick against the cheek of her ass and she wiggled a little as it slid between the twin moons of her ass an nested warmly between her legs, just touching the bottom of her pussy. She sucked in her breath as his right hand left her tit and moved smoothly over her belly, then brushed her pubic hair to close around her mons as his finger entered her cunt. She pushed against his hand and felt his stiff prick throb between her legs. Lorna swallowed drily and looked again as Bob lifted his wet face from the girl's pussy and stood slowly to gather her naked body into his arms.
Marc massaged the girl's lush tit and felt her nipple stiffen under his touch. She pushed against the hand on her pussy, then lifted her own hand to close it over his. As his linger moved in and out of the folds of wet flesh between her legs, Marc became aware that she, too, was fingering herself. He moved his hand away, then placed it back over hers as she wormed her middle finger into her cunt.
"Yes," Marc whispered in her ear, "fingerfuck yourself, Lana… see how good it feels? Stick it in and play with yourself… that's it… that's it."
Lorna heard his obscene words and realized she was doing that very thing. She hadn't even realized that he had moved his hand over hers until she heard his voice, and a sudden rush of excitement filled her body as she felt his hand push hers while she stroked her turgid clit with the tips of her fingers. Reaching further between her legs, Lorna felt the head of Marc's prick nested in the wet flesh of her cunt. She bent forward slightly as she touched his prick and felt it slide into her an inch. She sucked her breath sharply then as Marc took hold of her hips and forced her legs wider apart. Then he thrust forward to shove his throbbing prick into her pussy from behind.
Marc felt his prick enter the woman's cunt and he was amazed at its tightness-he had to force his way upward as she seemed to tense, and he held her hips tightly as he worked his prick into the soft warmth of her body. She squirmed against him and, as he achieved full penetration, he felt the cheeks of her ass pressing against his pubic hair and belly. The sensation was almost too much for him as she ran one hand to his hip to touch him and placed the other over her own cunt where his prick filled it and stretched the lips wide. He felt her fingers stroking the underside of his prick as she bent forward slightly, and he realized she was masturbating as he held her tightly. He had just begun to pull his prick out of her to plunge it in deeply again, but Lorna pushed back against him and would not let him move. He stood still then as she fingered herself, not moving, barely breathing as she watched, in fascination, the scene in the next room.
Marc held very still as the woman fingerfucked herself with his prick buried in her cunt, and he watched, too, the couple just a few feet away: Bob took Sandy and led her to a high-backed leather chair that sat beside the desk. He pulled the chair around so that it faced the desk, its back at right angles to the door of the toilet. Then he forced her to lean over the leather back. As she did he took hold of his prick, rubbed it between her wide-spread legs, then shoved the head of it against her tightly puckered ass-hole. The girl gasped and moaned as he shoved his prick into her tight ass-hole. Lorna saw what was happening and a thrill went through her as she remembered the wonderful sensation of her brother's prick in her ass and she stroked herself more rapidly as she pressed her body back against Marc's. As her passion rose, she saw Bob take hold of Sandy's full hips and thrust deeply into her with his throbbing cock.
"Jesus!" Sandy groaned, "That's so good Ughhhnnn… so fucking good, Bob… fuck me in the ass, baby… fuck me hard… Jesus, fuck me!"
"I like your tight ass-hole, Sandy," Bob told her as he leaned forward to take hold of her tits with his hands. "I like fucking you in the ass… I like touching you, eating your pussy and being able to take you like-this!"
"I… I know you want to fuck my pussy," the plump girl sobbed out as he stroked her deeply, "but… ughhhnnn… oh, I'd rather, you… oh, God?" She cried out and moved her right hand between her legs to fingerfuck herself just as Lorna was doing. "This is so good-I feel so filled with you God, fuck me Bob… fuck me in the ass!"
Marc felt himself getting hotter as the couple fucked lewdly just beyond the door, and the girl's tight pussy seemed to be milking his aching prick as he held her body close to his. "Me… me… too!"
Lorna begged suddenly and straightened to pull his prick out of her cunt. He was totally unprepared for her next move as she reached between them, grabbed hold of his wet prick and tried to force it into her tightly puckered ass-hole.
"Yesss," she hissed and thrust her ass back at him. "do me there… fuck me there… in the ass!"
Marc eased forward and took hold of the girl's hips as she moved against him. He felt the head of his prick as it pushed its way into her ass-hole, past the first tight ring of muscle. Then the second opened up like a tight flower and he was inside her.
"Ohhhhh she moaned, and Marc raised his hands to her lips again to silence her. Taking hold of his hand, Lorna sucked his finger into her warm mouth, and he thrilled as her tongue licked between his fingers and sent chills up and down his spine. Again, she moved her hand to her own cunt and began fingerfucking herself wildly as he pulled his prick out and shoved forward again to bury it in her ass-hole. In the next room, Bob pumped his swollen prick into the pretty red-head's ass, and he sucked his breath loudly as she bucked against him and cried out.
"Jesus! Yes! Ohhhhhh… fuck me, Bob… fuck my ass-hole… shoot your come into my ass… oh, shit… I'm commmmmming!" And her whole body stiffened as Marc and Lorna watched; she shuddered and gasped for breath as Bob groaned with her, and it was obvious that he was shooting his load into her. He bunched forward, crushing her fully tits in his hands as he quivered and his knees shook Then, he rose up slowly and stroked the woman's back as she wiggled against him.
"Oh, baby," he exclaimed, "you are good… so fucking good!" And he pulled his shrinking prick out of her clasping ass-hole to turn her around to face him. He kissed her softly as the fucking couple in the toilet watched, then asked her, "But why don't you want me to fuck you in the cunt, Sandy?"
The girl dropped her eyes and replied, "I… I don't want to take a chance of getting pregnant, Bob… I can't take the pill-I gain so much weight." She pulled him to her as she added, "But you can fuck me in the ass any time you want-you make it so good for me!"
Marc swallowed thickly as he felt himself coming and he held onto Lorna tightly as she shuddered against him, He knew that both Bob and Sandy would be wanting to use the toilet shortly, and he had promised Bob that he would not be there when they had finished. But Lorna didn't seem inclined to stop as she bucked against his loins. She thrust backwards and fingered her clit as Marc tried to hold back. But he could not, and a moment of panic surged through him as he saw Bob say something to Sandy, then turn for the toilet.
Lorna had her eyes squeezed tightly shut, and she didn't see Bob as he walked naked toward the toilet. Marc started to say something as the man reached for the door knob, but he was within an inch of shooting his load into the girl's tight ass-hole and he simply pulled her backwards. The two of them sat heavily on the toilet as Bob opened the door and stepped into the narrow room.
"Jesus!" he exclaimed as he flipped on the light and saw both Marc and the new girl naked. At first he thought she was just sitting on his lap, but then he saw her fingers in her cunt and he realized that Marc was fucking her in the ass just as he had Sandy.
Lorna's eyes came open the moment the light came on and she looked up in horror as she saw the naked man standing before her. Marc's prick was buried in her ass-hole and she had almost achieved orgasm when he had pulled her backwards and they had sat down heavily. "Ohhh…" she exclaimed, and covered her mouth with her hand.
"It's all right," Marc whispered to her as Bob closed the door and looked at the girl lustfully. "He won't say anything Lorna… go ahead… get your nuts, baby… fingerfuck yourself until you come!"
Bob swallowed as the girl closed her eyes again and resumed fingering herself while Marc squirmed beneath her full ass, his prick buried in her ass-hole. Quickly, he turned on the water and reached for a hand towel. He cleansed his prick with soap and water, the looked down at the girl as she writhed atop Mares prick. He took hold of his newly stiff prick and mined to her as she licked her lips sensuously, and he caught the subtle nod from Marc as he realized what his friend wanted to do.
Lorna felt Bob's hands on her face as she writhed in near ecstasy, and, as she fluttered her eyelids, he kissed her fully on the mouth. The feel of a strange man's mouth on hers gave way to a new rush of passion as he stood up and rubbed the head of his prick against her lips. Without thinking, Lorna reached out and took hold of his prick with her free hand and opened her mouth to accept him. She sucked just the head of his prick and held him tightly as the prick in her ass-hole pulsed. She knew front the feeling that Marc was just about to come and she sucked Bob deeply then, in an effort to bring him off, too. Bob's prick twitched as she laved the sensitive head with her tongue and moved her hand up and down the length of his shaft as she sucked him. She felt herself shudder again as Marc reached around her to move his hand over hers and to hold her fit with the other hand.
Bob looked down at the fantastic sight of the girl sucking his throbbing prick while Marc fucked her in the ass, and he shivered as her hand moved over the length of his prick. He knew he was going to blow his nuts again and it surprised him-especially so soon after the hot session with Sandy; But the whole scene was so totally erotic that he felt he could go on coming all day. Pulling back, Bob watched his wet prick slide from the girl's sucking lips and as her tongue swirled the underside of the swollen head he thrust forward again to bury his prick in her hot, wet mouth.
Marc watched in fascination as Lorna sucked Bob's prick just inches away from his face. He forced his middle finger into her cunt as she writhed above him. Together, they rubbed her swollen cut as she twisted atop his prick. He felt himself throbbing and he knew he could hold out no longer as her clasping ass-hole contracted and sent wave after wave of sensation through his pulsing prick. He massaged her tits as she twisted in his lap, and their fingers entwined in the hairy, wet gash of her cunt as she sucked the other man's prick. Marc felt the first contraction approaching and he moaned softly. Then the bathroom door flew open.
The fucking, sucking trio froze as Sandy stood naked in the doorway, a look of shock on her pretty face. Her mouth was open wide and she blinked as she recognized her roommate despite the distorted appearance of her face with Bob's prick in her mouth.
"Good God!" she exclaimed, and shook her head. Bob reached out and touched her swaying tits with his left hand and told her, "Come on in… the water's fine," He pinched her nipple lightly as she swallowed drily.
Lorna tried to pull herself off Bob's prick, but he held her head tightly as the other girl entered the narrow toilet area. Marc looked up at her lovely white body and reached out to run his hand over her belly as she stood close to him. He ran his hand over her well-fleshed hip: to cup her ass cheek as Lorna resumed her sucking.
"God, I've never…" Sandy muttered, gazing down at her friend as she sucked Bob's prick.
Marc motioned her with his head and she came closer as Bob's arm encircled her and he, too, fondled her naked ass. Marc leaned over slightly to his right and kissed the dark red thatch of pubic hair above the girl's cunt, and the moaned softly, then spread her legs as she understood what he wanted to do. The moment his mouth came in contact with her pussy, Sandy shuddered and pulled Marc's face into her wet cunt. She writhed nakedly as his tongue sought and found her turgid clit and licked it sensuously.
Bob looked down as Marc licked and sucked Sandy's cunt, and then he forced his middle finger into Sandy's ass-hole as Lorna took the entire length of his prick into her hot young mouth again. The four of them moved in unison and, again, Marc felt his juices rising as Sandy pressed her warm body to his sucking mouth.
"Ummmmm… ummmmmmm," Lorna moaned as she felt Marc's prick throb inside her tightly clasping ass-hole. She shuddered then as her finger rubbed her clit wildly and Marc's entered her more deeply.
"Yes!" Marc cried, "Now… now, Lorna I'm coming… coming! I'm going to commmmme!" His body stiffened under her as his prick erupted deep inside her ass-hole to send spurt after spurt of hot semen into her bowels. He shuddered and rammed his tongue into Sandy's wet cunt and she, too, shuddered and cried out…
"Ughhhnnn… Jesus… you people are too much I'm coming toooooo! Suck me eat my cunt Jesus… Oh, shit… Ughhhnnn!" She shivered as the first spasm took her and she clutched at the back of Marc's head as he laved her wet cunt with his tongue and lips.
Bob shoved forward as his first contraction came and he felt Lorna gag. He held tightly to her head as his prick swelled inside her throat and bunt forth with great hot globs of sticky white come. His knees shook and he jammed his finger deeper in Sandy's ass-hole as she quivered hotly beside him.
Lorna felt the prick in her ass-hole spun its load and she drew in. her breath sharply as both Sandy and Marc cried out; then Bob's prick was shoved all the way into her throat and, for a brief moment, she fought the panic of gagging as she felt his hot come splash against her tortured throat muscles. Then he pulled back an inch and she caught the next two spurts on her tongue. As she tasted it, her orgasm broke over her and she shuddered wildly as Maw plunged his fingers deeper inside her cunt. She sucked Bob's wilting prick and milked it for the last precious drop of his semen; then she swallowed and felt the slippery come as it went down her throat. She licked the head of his sensitive prick and looked up as he pulled back from her and Sandy sagged in his arms.
"Jesus!" Bob exclaimed, "That was wild…"
"Oh, shit!" Sandy followed. "I've never been that fucking hot before!" She shook her head, "If there had been a spare prick, I'd have sucked it," and the others laughed.
Lorna looked up at Bob and her face flushed brightly. "You… you scared the hell out of me when you walked in… "
"How do you think I felt when Sandy came in on all of us?"
They all laughed again and Marc patted Lorna's smooth thigh, then raised both hands to cup her full tits. "Well, it looks like we've both got new secretaries, Bob… and perhaps, just perhaps, old Levison and Breen won't be such a bad place to slave after all!"
Lorna heard him and she heaved a sigh of relief as she realized she had the job. She felt suddenly secure with Marc's hands holding her tits firmly and his prick still buried in her ass-hole and she turned her head slightly as Bob and Sandy kissed passionately. Marc covered her mouth with his and as they shared tongues a new thrill went through her young body-the thrill of belonging.