At the time she was very embarrassed about it. So much that she came on him rather quickly. Paula told me that he fucks her differently because he fucks her like she isn't a person, like she's just a sex object.
He makes her cum and then makes her suck him off bent over so that her pussy is right up against the hole. She came on every cock that stuck her through the hole from the sheer thrill of it, whether they were big or not, whether they lasted long enough was never a concern. Every time they came inside her and she felt their load run down her quivering thighs. I knew how many that was because they all passed me in the hallway to enter the booth next ours. Unbeknownst to me earlier, when you enter the center booth, a blue light comes on in the store to let the "customers" who are browsing know that there is some dirty slag in the gloryhole. I counted the seven same perverts who were all milling around when we came in, including the guy behind the counter. They all had given Paula the once over when we came in and then they all walked past me to take turns shooting their loads into my wife. Each of them came out with a smug look on their face, one even laughed.
When the door finally opened again, it was Paula but completely naked. Instead of being ready to come home she is standing there freshly fucked. She reminds me that the babysitter needs to go home soon. That I should go pay her and let her go home. .
"Is that okay?" she feigned a mock innocence. "Don't worry about me, Jeff is texting a few friends that he owes money to. I'm paying our citation for public indecency. He's calling it my Community Service. He's such a prick."
I wasn't prepared for this, but I thought it was obvious that she then had to come with me because I had the car. Instead she told me to grab a taxi and she would drive herself home once they were finished with her for the night.
She rubbed me through my pants again and I was hard as a rock, of course, "I can't believe how horny I am being so gross! And I'm getting so sore, but its a good hurt, you know?"
Then she moved in quickly and started kissing me with her cum breath and whore sweat and I gave in and actually came in my pants right there. Paula laughed a little now that she had my physical admission of how much I was enjoying this all. "You better get going home. I have to go get royally fucked like a dirty whore."
Jeff yelled from inside the booth, "Alright, enough chit chat. Get back in here and sit on this."
She smiled before returning to her booth and closing the door behind her.
The entire cab ride I was trying to think of what kind of excuse I could give the babysitter about why my wife didn't come home with me tonight. I couldn't tear my mind off the real reason she was out later than me, in a bad part of town, in an adult sex toy store, in the back room gloryhole with random guys and her new pimp... and I was getting hard again.
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