Sherri was crying. The video could see that her cunt was nearly as wet as her face.First thing Monday morning, Robert made Sherri come to his office a...d watch the punishment with him. Sherri couldn’t help but wonder how many times he had already watched this video over the weekend.; probably dozens.“I’ll bet he needed Viagra just to keep jerking to this video” Sherri thought to herself and smiled.“I asked your husband, and he said it would be OK if I looked at the after affects this morning”I. Stem cell research was hiring, if not at great wages.Now it wasn’t anxiety over whether or not her lab would still be there when she went to work the next day. Now it was boredom and the feeling of being trapped between two pieces of glass that threatened to drive her crazy.She could have had a boyfriend. She wasn’t bad looking. Noel had taught her to exercise religiously, primarily because he believed it kept the brain healthy and sharp. She’d gone running with him, and gone to the gym in bad. “You’re welcome,” he whispered. “It seems you needed that.”“I was in dire need of a good orgasm or three.”“Clearly,” he said, sitting on the bed, “and it was four. But tell me, why do you want to leave?”“I hate this fucking village.”“Why?”“Well for one,” she began, rolling onto her side and propping her head on her bent arm and hand. “I want to experience the world beyond the couple of villages we trade with. This is my last year in the lottery and the odds that I’ll be picked aren’t great and. Thanks for this." "No : thank you". Dave was such a good, regular client. He always phoned when he said he was going to phone and never let me down for a meet when he had booked. Once he had booked an hour of my time but had hAd his shifts changed at work, and he had worked nights the night before. He still turned up for his meeting, and we just sat drinking coffee and chatting. I just gave him a courtesy blow job before he left as I had to at least empty him of his seed no natter how tired he.