"Ok bitch," I teased, bringing myself up behind her. I knew there was no way that Cush would be able to take 'my cock' without preparation. She was a ...trong willed girl but that wasn't going to save her when her arsehole was being forced open by a wrist thick dildo. I pressed the head up against her tight opening now, she still had time to change her mind."Are you ready bitch?" I asked her."Just give it to me!" she snapped back. That was it. I trust my hips forward but came up against immense. I knew immediately that she had sex. I also could somehow tell that it was more than once since she'd left me last night. She stopped briefly at the open doorway and looked at me. I looked at her and it seemed neither of us knew what to say. She tried to put a soft smile on her face and whispered softly, "Good morning." "Good morning," I said. Then she started slowly walking towards me as she tossed her purse on the bed and came into my arms and held me tighter than I ever remember. She looked. " I can't when I'm erect."That was a new one. She looked puzzled for a moment and then pealed with laughter. "How very gentlemanly!" she gurgled.That caused Bill to laugh too and his cock wilted in embarrassment and performed."Ooh! Ooh!" chortled Wendy as she aimed it at different points in the loo. "What do I do now?" Squeeze the remnants out and give it a gentle shake."She did that but still dabbed the end with loo-paper for good measure."There's a clever boy," she said. "I don't think that. My plans were torpedoed the day of the reception when in mid-afternoon the Director’s secretary came into my office holding a suit hanger. ‘Simon, you forgot to pick up your dinner jacket. Anyone would think that you didn’t want to go to this bash.’ I groaned as Shelley smiled sweetly at me. My secret plans foundered with her next words. ‘You know that the television cameras will be there, and Sir Henry wants to introduce you as the man who is getting positive results. I took the liberty of.