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from the bedroom. Just as I thought, she fumed to herself, something is going on with those two. She tiptoed to the bedroom, it was unmistakable, the sounds coming from within and she felt her stomach knot up with anger, even though she knew she had no right to be angry. She and Philip had no agreements with each other, still, he had been her lover only days before! The bedroom door was slightly open and quietly Julie moved towards it and peered around the edge of the door. A debauched, orgiastic scene confronted her. Philip was there on the bed with Sylvia and they were both entirely naked! "Allright Sylvia baby, move your cute little ass," she heard Philip growl. He was on his back, kneeling over his torso, facing toward his feet was Sylvia, her long chestnut hair hanging down over one shoulder and she craned her neck to see the long hardened cock of the man beneath her lancing straight up into her tiny vagina. Her breasts, Julie saw, were small and firm, high on her chest and well-spaced and as she watched, Philip's hands came around under her arms and clutched at them greedily while at the same time, he guided her up and down on the huge rod of his penis. Completely spellbound, unable to tear herself away, Julie watched as that marvelous cock-the same one that had brought her so much pleasure, disappeared upward into his secretary's cunt, except for a tiny stretch of it visible above his tightly drawn up scrotal sac. At that moment, Julie could have scratched the little bitch's eyes out ... but what good would that do? Then Julie noticed Sylvia's hand, slide back through the white curving columns of her thighs, the fingers searching for and finding the short, hardened bud of her clitoris. Eagerly, the finger rubbed caressingly, and as she watched, Julie became aware of the moisture seeping down into her own panties, the warmth being generated down there permeating her whole belly. It was completely unwanted, and she toyed briefly with the idea of throwing all pride aside, tearing off her own clothing and joining them on the bed. But she couldn't do it ... she wanted to leave and she wanted to stay. Her eyes widened as she watched thrust going deeper, her own blood pumped faster and every fiber of her sex-stimulated body strove for a second fulfilling orgasm. Suddenly, she was aware of something else. Pete, kneeling there beside her ... who up till then had been content to watch, saving himself ... saving the best for last-she remembered him saying ... was caressing her softly rounded ass-cheeks, his hands massaging the straining flesh. The something else was like a rocket booster to her passion; his fingers grazed lightly over the brownish puckered flesh of her anus. Tentatively, the pad of his probing middle finger pushed at the sensitive flesh. Her first reaction was a moaning request to stop, but then when without warning his middle finger thrust into her rear passage up to the first joint, she knew that it was something she wanted-perverse as that desire might be. "Y-yes! OOOooooooooooh, God ... yes! Shove your finger up my ass, Pete! Shove it in all Philip's cock plunging in and out of the girl's quivering vagina. "Philip, make me cum," sobbed Sylvia, "oh baby, make me cum!" "Uuuuuugggggghhhhhh!" groaned Philip, his lust-contorted face grinning sadistically. "Make you cum again baby, like last night, you want to cum like that again?" Oh thought Julie, so it's true, they've been lovers before, no wonder she was so uptight with me the first day I went into the gallery, and the second time come to think of it. Oh God! I've got to get out of here now, I can't wait until noon, I'll just pack my things up and wait at the restaurant until the ferry comes. I never want to see Philip Randolph again as long as I live! Chapter 6 Julie, Pete and Tim took the noon ferry back to Long Island, picked up Pete's car and on a whim decided that instead of hitting the island early in the afternoon, they would drive out to Amagansett, visit a friend, have a leisurely dinner, then hit town later in the evening. It was almost 9:00PM when Pete's car swung into the West 11thStreet, they were all rather tired and Julie had intended to tell them both that she was exhausted and would rather leave it to another day to visit. She knew that both of them wanted to fuck her, it was obvious from their lewd remarks, although most of them were made in jest, Julie knew they were both horny. She was a little horny too, but most of all she was exhausted. She was still suffering from hurt pride, it had upset her more than she thought it would seeing Philip Randolph fucking his secretary. She knew it was unreasonable of her, after all she hardly knew Philip and she herself had been fucked by both Pete and Tim ... still, she didn't care if it was unreasonable, she was hurt, nonetheless! She was about to say goodnight to the two men when she noticed that almost all the lights were on in the studio, one of the windows was open and loud, blaring rock and roll music could be heard blasting through it. Randy must be home, she thought to herself, damn! I'm just not ready for a scene. "Pete and Tim, it seems my husband is home and is having some kind of a party up there, would you mind coming upstairs with me, I don't want a scene. Somehow I'd feel a lot safer if you two were with me." "Sure, we don't mind," the two young men echoed. "Besides we're always in the mood for the party." As soon as Julie opened the door to her studio she was appalled, there were bodies everywhere. Her artwork had all been pushed into one comer and there were people fucking everywhere. She stood at the doorway for a moment, before Randy, her husband saw her. "Well surprise, surprise ... listen everyone, I'd like you to meet my wife, the famous artist Julie Moore." One or two heads turned to look at her but then continued to fuck once again. "How dare you do this in my studio," hissed Julie. "Oh come on baby, don't be such an old stick-in-the mud, didn't you know, orgies are the latest thing. Who are these side-kicks anyway?" Before Julie could answer, Pete had introduced himself and Tim, "Listen buddy," she heard him say, "this [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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