He slowly pushed his whole length in my butthole and started fucking it. Anal always throws me into a trance, I mostly revisit old memories; sexual an... non-sexual too. It’s a strange fantastic feeling. Craig was letting me have it, I could feel the pain during my trance; what a wonderful feeling it was...I had visions of my past and saw some of my future ambitions taking shape and I realised how much I loved being treated like a fuck-doll as I worked my pussy in a frenzy.My eyes were closed and. I would become pregnant as stupidly as I had the first time around. I knelt at my bed and prayed for the fist time since I was thirteen and two weeks late for my period. Not a good portent, I thought. Not good at all.Retreating to my bed, and refusing to answer the phone, ignoring all congratulatory emails and text messages (officially, I would remain thirty-one until 9:06 p.m.), I stayed there until Jonathan came home about three o'clock. I was terrified to see him. He was the last person in. I felt my cock twitch one last time in her before I slipped out, my softening prick plopping out gently. I looked down and saw a little dribble of our special mixture drip out of her and down between her plump butt cheeks. For a moment, I considered that it wouldn’t be the first time my semen had been in or around her tight, little, puckered butthole. I stumbled my way around our King-size bed and half-flopped down onto my side of the bed. I wanted to hold her, wanted to cuddle and snuggle with. We have a large table in the centre of the office and I order Cynthia to get up there. The guys pull up chairs around the table and wait expectantly for me. "Just be a minute boys," I grin and I go and get changed in the bathroom.When I walk back into the office, clad in the sexy little bikini, pandemonium erupts. The bikini leaves little to the imagination, it reveals almost every mouth watering inch of my luscious female body. It's the closest these guys get to seeing me naked and they go.