Another mystery video arrived at around nine that morning. I didn't open it right away, I was too worn out from the morning fuckfest with MJ. She was fun and hotter than mortal sin but, damn!, that woman wrung me dry. My back and nuts ached from that session. I was probably going to have to talk dirty while she fingered herself during her break. I checked the time: she would call in about an hour for her ten minute 'quickie'.
I wondered if she would 'cool off' after we got married but like I said before, her libido had doubled during the past couple of years. I wasn't worried that she would cheat on me because I'd told her before we were married that she could satisfy her urges any way she liked as long as we talked about it. I didn't want her to get hurt or worse because she was surrendering to some primal need.
In the meantime, her sexual appetite was growing every day and it was only a matter of time before she needed to move outside of our relationship for satisfaction. Most, if not all married guys that I know would envy my situation:
A hot wife with a hotter cunt, maybe the HOTTEST, tightest, pinkest, most fragrant cunt ever! My biggest problem: Keeping her HOT! TIGHT! PINK! FRAGRANT! Brain entertained so that I could fucknsuck the daylights (and nightlights!) outta that tasty slit.
I know, some guys have all the luck.
I was a little distracted by the morning session with MJ so I didn't notice Andre till he was standing next to me.
"Paul?"
I started, he'd surprised me! "Oh Andre, I didn't hear you!"
He chuckled, "I was just stopping by to see how you're doing."
Whew, what a relief! "Fine, everything is going well."
"Good, we want our new employees to feel comfortable."
"I do."
He went back to his office. I deleted the email without opening it. I knew that it would be that handsome black guy -- SEAN -- getting' jiggy wit some big black cock and I didn't need any of that!
I went back to work until Vonya and Megan asked me to go with them to lunch.
Afterwards, I found another mystery email in my queue.
I opened it.
Sean -- the name on the dog collar -- was wearing an expression of unadulterated bliss as the scene opened. He was grunting (openmouthed) with half-opened eyes glazed from orgasm.
He was on all fours next to a bed getting his ass pounded hard from the mystery man who was sliding that meat all the way in. His own cock was rigid and thick, a string of goo stretching from the tip, he'd already come from this ass-thrashin'. A leash tied to bedpost was hooked to his collar. That cock was rockin' his world. It was almost painful to watch.
The mystery guy hammered his ass hard for a couple of more minutes then pulled out and turned Sean around using the dog leash.
That purple headed monster was in his face being stoked by its owner -- the mystery man. Sean stuck out his tongue to receive a load of jizz that hit him in the face, tongue, and ear. The mystery man was rubbing hot jizz all over his tongue, then his face as he came and came. Sean didn't miss a drop!
I was hotter than the fourth of July and harder than dry snot when my phone rang.
It was MJ needing her 'Daddy' to talk some hot smack to her while she worked that dildo on her clit.
"Pull that fake dick outta your hole, bitch! Now, you hear me?"
Her voice was shaky: "Yes master. I will."
"Right now, you nasty ho'!"
She gasped. I rubbed my hardon and thought about 'Sean' getting his face painted with goo, licking the big gobs from his lips.
"Now put your hand on that hot bush! Wipe that hot pussy juice off and lick it!"
"OHHHHHHH!!!" I was getting to her. I could hear her sucking that smelly juice from her fingers.