more rapid. Her fingers slipped and dug into Alyssa’s grooves, lubricated by the swirling creams there. Alyssa spread her legs wider. Her breathing was quickening. Above them both stood the overpowering form of Rust O’Brien. Watching them both. Watching their arousal. Then he joined them on the bed. The mattress creaked with the added weight. He took Kate’s hand off Alyssa’s pussy and put it on his cock. “Stroke me,” he said. Kate pumped him until he was harder and more rigid than before. Then she guided his cock into Alyssa’s pussy hole, which was very wet and leaking with her juices. Wait , Alyssa wanted to tell him, you’re not using a condom . The implications were obvious and serious. But she didn’t stop him. No words came to her tongue as he entered her vagina with one swift and brutal thrust. “Arrrrr!” she cried. She reached out to touch his chest, but his hands seized her wrists and held her down. He started to fuck her. His movements were rapid and rough. His sweaty body bore down on hers. The slam of his groin against hers was more like a slap. God, but the feel of his cock stretching and filling and expanding her vaginal tunnel was glorious! His cock fit her perfectly. Like two halves of a peach. Her body was jerked upward and into the bed. He was nailing her onto the mattress, rubbing her G-spot like no other. The friction. The immense friction! Her orgasm exploded. Violently. Wonderfully. She cried out – “Oh, oh, oh!” as he continued to thrust and pump into her. Her vision was flooded with whiteness and redness and bright golden spots. She felt his seed burst within her. Flowing deep into her. Perhaps this was what he had in mind all along. And Kate? What must she feel about all this? Or was it part of the duo’s grand design? Her climax ebbed and flowed, until she was a quivering mess. All her limbs felt like Jell-O. His skin felt very hot against hers. She looked up at his face. At both their faces. They were looking down at her. Triumphantly. He was still joined to her when he turned his head to kiss Kate’s lips. They kissed – lavishly and lushly. Tongues in mouths. Twining. “I love you,” he said. “I love you,” Kate said. It was as though they had eyes only for each other, despite his cock still being embedded deep in Alyssa’s vagina. Weird, Alyssa thought, but hot. She couldn’t move. It was as though a steamroller had flattened her onto the bed. Once again, she felt a twinge of envy for their love. No man would ever love her like that. Then a knock came on the outer door. Alyssa froze. Oh shit. Don’t tell me the Director is watching this . The door opened. Of course. Whoever it is outside would definitely have access. Panic began to set in but she quelled it. Rust calmly pulled out of her. His cock was still dripping semen. Kate hastily threw the sheets over her pregnant naked body. “Alyssa?” It was Dan’s voice. Shit in a bucket. Alyssa found the strength to scramble off the bed. She dove for her clothes as Dan thundered into the bedroom. “Alyssa?” Dan stared at the naked Rust. “Uh, pardon the intrusion.” “No problem,” Rust said. How could he be so calm? “What is it?” Alyssa snapped at Dan. She quickly tugged on her panties. Fuck the bra. She threw her blouse over herself and launched out of the bedroom. “I can’t tell you here.” Dan walked beside her, and glanced back at Rust. “Look, I did it as an experiment, OK?” “I’m not judging you.” “Yes, you are. I’m logging this as an experiment and all, so it’s perfectly legitimate.” Why was she sounding so defensive? They charged out of the room and closed the door behind them again. The lock clicked, and the red light on the panel outside indicated that the door was sealed. “What is it?” She glared at him. “It’s the Director. He wants to talk to you. Now. He had a call from the President.”