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framed before giving her what she craved, a hard thrust that left him more than half-buried inside her. She let out an excited yelp, and immediately her eyes rolled back into her head, followed by a raspy shudder that left her shaking.
    Roger grinned broadly.
    "God, you're quick baby, was that your second?" he asked.
    He began slowly sliding his cock in and out of her wet snatch. Deeper, deeper, his thick shaft stretching her out, making her sigh and moan with each thrust.
    She opened her eyes and gave him a beaming smile. "Fourth," she mouthed.
    My heart sank. I couldn't remember the last time she'd come twice in a single evening with me, much less four times.
    Roger turned to me. "Oh, yeah. Definitely naughty. Naughty, naughty, naughty.”
    And then he started really laying pipe, giving Julie deep, hard thrusts that left her gasping. He was remorseless, and soon both of them were panting for breath, their bodies now covered with a sheen of perspiration, the idiotic Santa hat still perched on his head
    With his cock buried to the hilt, he stopped and confidently massaged her breasts.
    "I don't know why you're sweating," he exclaimed, "I'm the one doing all the work!"
    "It's hot down here," she giggled.
    "Well, we can fix that," he replied.
    He pulled out and slouching back on the couch. I jumped back out of the way, fell back into the armchair, and watched as he took her hand and pulled her toward him.
    She started to mount him, but he stopped her. "Since Jack seems to like it, let's give him a real show."
    She passively allowed him to spin her around, and then position her, knees straddling him but facing away from him, facing me instead. Our eyes met and locked.
    “I don’t like it,” I muttered under my breath.
    She put her hand up to her ear. “Did you say something?”
    She was taunting me now. I shook my head. Whatever.
    She rolled her eyes. And then let out a yelp as Roger slapped at her shapely ass.
    “Sit on my dick,” he ordered.
    She laughed. “You’re such a charmer.”
    But even still, without further prompting, she reached between her legs, stroked his cock firmly several times, and then impaled herself on his shaft, descending into his lap with a satisfied sigh.
    "Now fuck me, baby, fuck me good," he groaned.
    Julie was happy to oblige, and she started riding him, alternating between bouncing up and down on his prick and settling down on him and grinding herself against his crotch. God she was sexy -- eyes closed, a contented smile on her face, and her hands sensuously running over her smooth skin, tracing the outlines of her breasts and caressing her inner thighs.
    "You getting this, Jack? Do you like seeing your wife's titties bouncing as she rides my cock?"
    I'd forgotten about the phone when I'd slumped back in the armchair, but in response to his prompting, I began filming again.
    "I'm getting it," I grumbled.
    He sniggered. "And what about her tits? I asked you about them too."
    At that, Julie opened her eyes watching my response.
    "They're beautiful," I said sadly.
    Julie rolled her eyes in response.
    Fuck her. What the fuck did she want from me? She was the one fucking my boss, yet she was acting disappointed in me.
    "Come over here," Roger said, "you'll love this."
    I staggered to my feet and stood behind him.
    "Put your hands on the coffee table," he ordered Julie.
    He pushed her forward, so that she was now resting on her hands and knees with him beneath her. He grabbed her ass firmly and began pumping her hips up and down on his cock. It was mesmerizing and undeniably erotic watching her virtually disembodied ass bouncing up and down on his hard shaft, hearing her grunting as she sought to keep up with the pace Roger was setting. That was then joined by the wet squishing sound of his cock churning into her snatch and the rhythmic beat of him spanking her firm ass.
    I realized he was close, and I had a panicked thought.
    "She's not on the pill, please don't cum inside her," I pleaded in a