At the next staff meeting most of the other women reported similar problems. The lack of sex had them frustrated, jealous, and bitchy! "Dammit, Mechas... Here we are slaving away like nuns for humanity, or at least for femininity, and our husbands and boyfriends are off screwing everything in sight," Bridgett Lafonte exclaimed in ire. "I'm tired of getting off with my hand up my twat night after night. I need a real fuck!" Me, too," added Kimberly Bradshaw."Oh, God, yes! I need my Leroy," Vivian. Everything was going as planned, I had managed to prepare everything andmore importantly I managed to do everything without making a mess out ofme or my outfit.It was now a little after 7pm, and Wayne buzzed me up, I said hi in mygirlyish voice and told him to come up. About three minutes later Iheard a knock at the door, but it wasn't my door, I looked out thepeephole and I saw Wayne had knock on my across the hall neighbour'sdoor. Then he turned and knock on my door. I didn't want to open. I inserted my fingers one by one, she started to scream and quiver under me. She was encouraging me every step of the way, she started to cum as he body shook so violently and her cream was all over my face, hmmm I loved it. When she recovered she started to undress me like a crazed women, looking to release my hammer, she wanted it so much I could feel it in the way she was sucking it. She tried to take my dick in completely that she was almost chocking. She pulled it out of her mouth and. If you can clear it with your folks, it's fine with me. You might want to ask Bernie, though."I saw his gaze was directed over my shoulder, and turned around to see what he was looking at. Bernie had just came in, and caught his last words. "Ask Bernie what?", she said as she stared at us. Frank nodded towards her, and left the kitchen.I had wanted a much more romantic setting, but I was trapped. "This isn't what I had planned, love", I sighed. "I came here to ask your father for your hand."She.