I took this to mean he wanted oral sex. I waggled my foot to indicate no! I reached my right hand down below the partition and wriggled my fingers. If...he didn’t want a hand job, so be it, I’d take off. No harm, no foul. His knees dropped onto the floor and moved below the partition into my stall. His cock and balls were clean shaven. His soft uncut cock was about three inches long and average thickness. I started by reaching under his cock and fondling his balls. I rolled them around in my. He was soon balls deep inside me and it felt like a bullet pierced through my hole to my stomach. He then started pounding me. The pain intensified but i couldnt do anything about it. The first 15-20 mins of him pounding me were really painful. But the pain was gradually decreasing. His thrust were getting harder by the second. I removed his hand off my mouth and now he could hear me squirm in pain everytime he thrusted inside me. He pounded me for 10 more mins and then i felt something warm. But he was, having me listen to his every command. He kneeled between my legs again, between at my folds, eyes glistening. I shuddered from his stare alone. He looked at my face when he touched me. My eyes flickered shut and I pushed myself against his hand. ‘Matt, please?’ I need to come, quickly, before I lost my mind. ‘Please what?’ He was toying with me. ‘Please make me come.’ ‘Now what happened to the bitch who orders me around at work?’ I looked up at him, with a bit of pain in my. A stiff collar choked his neck. ‘Saheed Khan’ read the name followed by an address in Jordan. A brief family history was also included. This man was born and bred in the territories between the Jewish colony and Syria. He then immigrated to Jordan. The history did not mention any family moving with him.He delved deeper into the files and found they were all clones. Different names, different photographs, but the same addresses, the same family histories.The air grew thin. He adjusted the.