Karen was a rare woman in that she actually climaxed when she forced her feet into a slave's throat. She loved hearing a slave gag as she used her oth...r foot on the back of a slave's head to force her toes into a slave's throat. This really made her climax hard. The sight of a slave licking, sucking and drinking her pee from her feet gave her a wonderful superior feeling. She loved seeing her red painted toes being forced inside a slave's mouth. She prepared for the first session with Tom by. Jenny moaned in appreciation. Jenny had pulled my foreskin down as far as it would travel, holding it there by grasping the base of my cock (I was liking that word a lot now). She took it deep in her mouth till her lips met her fingers. She wasn’t bobbing her head like before; she made no vertical movement but was rubbing and lapping her tongue against my glans and exposed inner flesh of my shaft. The feeling was overwhelming; I thought I had been transported to Nirvana. (Not that Nirvana, RIP. Mary walked over to where I was sitting and took the little glass pipe we had been smoking from. The thick pink and purple eye shadow curled back like a cat across her face. Oh fuck this was going to be good. Two naked guys began to touch her and I watched her nipples became erect as she blew a cloud of weed at me. Now there were three guys touching her. I stepped aside and started to take my clothes off. Mary was kissing someone while another guy was now behind her, pulling her hips toward. I thought about asking him if he knew where Sandy was. Maybe she had started lunch a few minutes early and had already gone out with some of the others from the office. If so, it would not do me any good just to wait around for her to get back to her desk. I started to knock when I saw something thru the small opening in the doorway that made me stop. Mr. Donniger who was about 50, chubby and going bald was leaning against the front of his desk with his pants on the floor. Sandy was on her.