" Pace yourself, Jo. Look after your health. You'll be no good to them or us if you burn yourself out." It's a little early for that advice, don't you...think." she laughed."Yah, I suppose. I'm just rehearsing my speeches for later." I returned the laugh. "So, did they give you a big fancy office and lots of secretaries to run and get coffee for you?" Oh sure... actually, I have a beautiful office with a view of the lake. It's on the twenty-first floor and it's huge. I do have a secretary, but. ?" Oh, sorry ... I'm afraid I haven't told you everything ... I was hoping to have a little bit of time to catch up with old friends before having to tell you this but I see that they were quicker than I had anticipated. In order to explain what is happening, I must go back several hundred years to give you some background information about Islam." In the 7 th century, the prophet Muhammad went into the desert to fast and had a vision, just as your Jesus is said to have done. Out of this. I could feel her tightening her vaginal muscles around my member. She squeezed a few times then placed her hands on my chest, brought her legs back on the table and started squirming on my still mostly buried shaft, a few short strokes and then after feeling comfortable with me inside her she began pumping slowly with long in and out strokes, taking my whole shaft with each stroke. Damn that felt wonderful. It was a good thing I had relieved myself before she came over. I was so excited by one. I returned to my dressing and after covering my body with scented talcpulled the Basque/Bloomers up my legs. I noticed there was a zip at thefront to gain access to my tiny cock, once over my hips I pulled thebasque up to my chest and inserted my arms into the soft, cool rubbersleeves. James stepped behind me and adjusted the back of the Basque. Hethen proceeded to lace up the back. Because he had a man's strength thebodice was pulled even tighter that I was used to and quickly I had toresort.