So coming to the incident Me and my colleague (Lets say her name is SHE) have known each other for few months and SHE is married and has a son.SHE has...never ever complained of her married life or of her husband in any of our conversations. In fact the topic sex was never even near our conversations. There was a day where it was my day off, but SHE was working because though we are in the same process we work in different teams and different shift and offs. That day SHE called me late in the. Her fingers thrust the object as deep within her as her young body will allow and holds it there, her stomach muscles twitching and convulsing, her whole body shuddering as the pleasure that had been building within her explodes within, her body moving of its own accord, wracked with spasms as she rides the object for all its worth. Her muscles in her stomach, tighten around the object, drawing it still deeper within her. The object then starts moving again. This time encouraging a bigger. What was she going to help him with? She took another look at the monster caged in his pants and then took a deep breath. She reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants. He let out a hiss and looked at her as a ravenous lion looks at fresh meat. Looking deep into his eyes, she reached out with her other hand and unzipped his pants. Unbuttoning his pants, she reached in and grabbed his pulsating tool. The feel of her hand on his cock brought forth another hiss from his mouth. The hiss. She desperately fought them.Something didn’t look right to Gee. He was used to seeing Rena at least a little high, her glassy-eyed grin as she looked at everything around her. But this time her pupils were fully dilated and her breathing seemed stressed.“Rena, are you all right?” Gee asked. Her response was mumbled, and she reached for the decorative buttons on her pullover blouse. “Rena? You need to sit down and wait it out. Do you need help?” He reached out to steady her and she suddenly.