I begged him not to."I beg you don't do it. I'll lick her, I swear. Please don't do this."Gary started to fuck me with the baton. "What are you going ...o do slut." I'll lick her vagina, just don't switch it on'"He shoved the baton further in, pushing it in and out as roughly as he could. "Say it properly slut. It's not a vagina, it's a cunt. And you're not just going to lick it, you're going to eat it. You're going to stick your tongue all the way up her cunt and give her a tongue fuck. Say. One of Tammy's friends was the sort who had given sex a lot of serious thought. She had done a half dozen guys, but all of them were six inchers. She said that by picking six as the magic number she could be happy with more guys and wouldn't stretch herself out. Anything smaller and it couldn't do all of the tricks that sex demanded. Anything larger and the head wouldn't bump against her G spot. Her boyfriend's cock was hard, hot, and throbbing. It was time to turn up the tension. She unbuckled. “I, well I, still can’t believe you’re going to give me another chance.”While Sam was trying to console her I noticed a drawing laying on his desk with dozens of red lines drawn through it and nasty comments. It looked like a conceptual drawing of the front of our building.It even had an atrium on it!I was stunned. I looked at the title block and saw Cindy’s initials. I picked it up, asking, “Cindy, did you draw this?”She nodded meekly.I continued, “This atrium that you drew, did Jack ask you. He was staring at me."Well, baby, you see anything you like?" He whispered.Absolutely lost in my lust, I walked straight up to this black stranger and touched his muscular bare chest, sliding down my hands until I reached out the base of his still flaccid cock.I gasped feeling how thick it was; I moved my hands away, but the black giant grabbed me by the waist, whispering into my ear:"What do you think we could do with that, babe?"Very slowly and looking him in the eyes, I slowed again my hands.