”“Okay. I should be able to take care of everything well before lunch. Do you want to know what is going on?”“I just need you to let me know e...erything is done.”“Okay. Are you going to be around for a while?”“No. You can just call me. If I don’t answer just leave a message. If there is anything urgent, page me. Otherwise I will just get the message as part of normal delivery.”About 1030, James called, left a message for Ken, and left the plant. It was time for a celebration.He was hungry. Fried. She was panting again, pressing her arse more firmly against his hands, seeking his touch. Again, he let her go and moved away from her, disorientating her senses. He moved to the wall at the back of the shower stall and squeezed a vial mounted on the wall there. A stream of massage oil poured into his hands and cupping them together, he returned to her and spilled the oil over her shoulders. He ran his hands all over her, rubbing the oil in, returning to the vial to get more to rub on himself.. The moving was feeling good but I was still burning. So I moved more, longer slower strokes. Soon I was going back until I would get his head back to my sphincter and then slide back forward. I knew he wasn’t going to slip out of me because it was going to take a manual effort to get that large head out past my sphincter, maybe a crow bar too. So I started going a little faster. I could feel what he was talking about with my prostate. I had precum dangling from cock. I slid back and forth on. In a matter of a few seconds, Julie lay splay-legged on her back with her hands tied behind her back and her breasts poking up lewdly.Julie's eyes were wild with fear while Jim's dick began to harden with the excitement of it all. This was the part he liked best; seeing his victim helpless and available to satisfy any of his urges.Thoughts raced through Julie's brain. She had no idea whether she would be killed and was helpless to protect herself from this monster.As she lay there with her.