"Thank you Mr. Rogers," I reply with a professional smile, gesturing to awhite couch. "I will let him know you're here."Rogers frowns again, clearly n...t used to being kept waiting, but after amoment's pause he does as I ask.Rising from behind my desk with a slight groan - I actually went to thegym yesterday and my body is reminding me with unabridged enthusiasm howrarely I do this- I walk over to the leatherbound doors leading toHammersmith's office. Producing a keycard from around my neck I. Understand?” She nodded. I groaned and fucked her again. She was rigid beneath me, but it was all the more rewarding when I got to fuck her raw. This time when I came I pulled out and shot my load onto her belly. My cum rolled down her sides in streams. She shivered and whimpered. “Suck my cock,” I whispered. I shoved her head onto my cock and pumped it up and down. “If you don’t make me cum down your throat, you’re not being a very good girl.” She immediately began stroking my cock with her. I'm cocooned no more as you position me on my right-hand side, right leg straight and my left thigh up against my chest. This is a very good position for what is about to happen... a thorough pelvic examination!I tend to see Mistress as a complete entity. Of course, I know her body as well as I know my own, better probably and if I possessed the skill I could make a sketch of her face from memory. But for me, Mistress is a whole person whose elbows are just as lovely as her breasts. Her armpit. In fact, the only person you could see was a prim woman with horn-rimmed glasses sat at what must be the reception, oblivious to your existence.You start to walk over to her, your tall heels clicking as you go. Reaching the desk, you gently announce yourself with a cough. The woman looks up, nonchalant, and starts to look back down, but does a double take. She stares at you for a bit before getting herself together and asking, ‘Name?’‘Anna’ you say politely. She looks at you for a bit before a.