She was sitting at her desk in the agency office working on knitting a sweater for Bruce for a Christmas present. It was to have an orange body with b...ue sleeves, something really garish, but festive. It was kind of a joke, but she hoped that he would like it. She felt no pressure to finish it by a certain deadline, she could always jump in time to get as many days as she needed to complete it before Christmas.She was happily knitting away when the phone rang. Alice actually sighed in relief,. Now I found myselfpreparing myself for a make over and who knows what. I wasn'tcomplaining as she was absolutely correct in her assessment ofthe situation. It has always been a fantasy but one I neverreally expected to act upon, yet somehow she had manipulated meinto this position. My emotions were mixed, on one hand I verymuch wanted to continue but my fears and anxiety searchedfeverishly for an easy means to end the charade.I towelled off and slipped into the short pink robe Victoria hadleft. Symbolising fresh meat, ready for export to Africa., and they will be airborne within the hour. I have a cameraman on board, will you come too?" the Professor asked."No, I can't but." he said in confusion."There's no checks on people joining a cargo flight," the professor explained, "but Cows need twenty seven separate forms and they can't be exported to Africa for slaughter period, it's ridiculous when you can legally export girls for slaughter and not Cows." That sure is weird!" he agreed. His fingers went right in. He then tried to shove his cock in me but couldn't line it up. I handed him the poppers, took his cock in my hand and lined it up with my anal opening. He took a hit on the poppers (later telling me his first time) and shoved his meat in me. Thank God I had on the gag caused I was screaming! His cock hurt like nothing I every felt before. He was wild, fucking non stop! He had no technique just fucking faster and faster. I took the poppers and after a few hits his cock.