To Be Continued....Part 3

Head hung low as I took the train directly home wondering, what do I tell my fiancé of five years when I walk in the door and she sees the obvious trepidation distorting my facial muscles.

Inserting my key into the lock, my heart beat uncontrollably loud and fast knowing that I would certainly be questioned from the time I walked in. Holy fucking shit, my goddamned boss is sitting on my mother-fucking sofa talking to my fiancé.

Scared as I was, my tube stick sprang to life immediately. Good evening barely escaped my lips before my boss stood on the sofa over my girl, and lowered her cum soaked pussy into my girlfriends face. Tongue disappeared into cunt as her skirt was yanked over her head.

I could not believe what I was seeing. My cock grew even more while my girlfriends legs opened as she beckoned me with her hand to take my rightful place.
Dinner is served uttered my boss as she rode my loves face and tongue. I buried my head deep between legs sucking like my life depended on the nectar escaping my girls honey pot.

Suddenly my boss climbing down, grabbed me by my shirt and guided me to lick my own now almost rancid cum from my girls face. Excited at the thought Had me slobbering all over her face. I barely noticed the double headed dildo they were about to use on each other.

Slipping to the floor away from my probing hungry tongue, my boss locked legs with my girl inserting one end of an enormous dildo into her hot pussy, with the other end protruding from my girl’s cunt as they hungrily moved in unison to their own rhythm. Notwithstanding my own needs I literally ripped my cock out and standing over the two writhing bodies on the floor, I rapidly started beating my dipstick encouraging the throbbing member to coach every drop of cum out and shower these two bitches.

Satisfied with my intense orgasm, and awed by the performance of two very talented women, how the fuck do I get my boss to move in with us and still keep my job?

By Lancelot.