“I have had many men sit on the other side of this desk with the same look in their eyes-a quenching thirst, ravishing hunger for power.” He start...d, his eyes going back and forth between Greg and his performance sheet. “While your performance is similar to these other men, you, Mr. Thomas, hold great potential.” Greg's body flushed with heat, he could feel himself rising from the chair, ready to shake his boss's hand. A high pitched ring interrupted Greg's concentration. His eyes diverted to. Emily saw the tall skinny man jump in the back seat. He was kind of ugly as well, but she guessed that did not matter when he was paying the bill. A rubber was rolled on the long thin cock as Gail hitched up her skirt, slipped her panties to one side and straddled it.There was no introduction, no foreplay, push it in and off she went. Up and down she rode the cock as Emily tried not to look. It was almost impossible not to though. Her thighs squeezed involuntary together as she glanced briefly. She then looked over to me being fully dressed."What's going on here?" "Nothing. Just showing Alex my pubic hair that is finally coming in." said Em as casual as if it was a normal occurrence to just show people your pubic hair.With that, Anna rolled her eyes."Figures. Is that why his face looks like a glazed donut hole?"Both Em and I smiled at each other knowingly."Well. I couldn't let such a tempting treat go to waste. Especially being that close to it." I said with a wry smile.A couple of. Tyrone then went to my tool box and came back with a pair of vice grips and a pair of channel lock pliers. He grabbed my tongue with the vise grips and clamped them to it causing my tongue to be pulled as far as it would go and hang to one side by the weight of the tool attached to it. He then told me, "I will have to make sure you can't bite anything Carla. Your mouth now belongs to us and we will use it as we want." He then took the channel lock pliers and began pulling out my teeth. I tried.