I got a boner seeing her in those clothes.Seeing her, I told we will have one-on-one late as I have some urgent work to finish. She replied, “Sir, l...t me know if I need to extend the shift,” with a smile. I somewhere understood what she was trying to tell. I deliberately told her we will catch up at 6 pm (once all leave the office). She happily agreed.I was waiting for all to go so as I can take her one-on-one. She came to me at 5:50 and said, “Sir I will be back in 5 minutes.” I told her to. . and I thought... oh god, let him not get me pregnant.... Don?t knowif god heard me, bus he popped out of my cunt and let go all over my body. Icringed and turned my face away but he forced my face towards him and spenthimself on my face.... At my expression he laughed... how does it feelprincess? Feel like a wash now? Yes I whispered... wanting to wash myself... Hegrinned and sat me up and said... open your mouth.... again he held my facetightly, so I had to open my mouth and to my horror,. This gargantuan boner was a half inch under Mandy's sweaty poorly wiped shitty anus. dr. Steven's was teasing her anus with his dickhead and getting bits of poopy sweat slime on it. Mandy exclaimed "WHAT IN THE FLYING FUCK!!??!" dr. Steven's replies "I wanted to try to bring this up before, but I thought it would be better to surprise you" mandy angrily replies "SUPRISE ME??!! why do you think I want to have you dick go up my"-mandy says with a lot of disgust "butthole!" Mandy did really want. How diligently the mental notes are taken, memorizations pasted deeply within our cerebral passageways, as each shows the other splendid preferences, as each upon the other's hand, might we rest our own for study.How tethered the senses become as this simultaneous conquest of skin-scapes comes to fruition, painters brushing, and sharing the finest oils, my canvas offered to you as yours is presented to me. How careful the craft of self-administration, displayed with the hope that the other will.