His mind ran wild, desperate for something bold, knowing full well that he couldn't hold out for long.He brought the hand on her crotch onto her butto...k under his leg and the other behind her back. Then it came, or rather he came, breaking through his threshold of control spurting semen into the latex casing. The corresponding thrust brought on her orgasm. And now the finale, he thought readying himself. He put the leg that was on the toilet seat between her own, then pulled it back to trip. At first, I was angry; but have learned to become a passive drone, partially in self-preservation, and partially because the staff remains blissfully unaware that I continue my “disgusting” research with my true friend and co-conspirator at the lab. Cheryl is a true poster child for Walmart, disguised in a lab coat and coke bottle lenses that create a most annoying asthmatic nasal wheeze. Through clandestine weekly data transfer on the back blank pages of the novels she brings me during. I continued stroking her as she came down from the best orgasm I’ve witnessed in a long time.I looked over at Bill. His eyes were as big as saucers. He was still rubbing away at the bulge in his boxers. “Bill, take off your clothes and grab your cock. But do NOT. Repeat DO NOT cum.”“Okay.”“Okay what????”“Er yes sir. Um, yes Master.”“Too slow, Bill! Roll over, Sherry.” She rolled over. I smacked her three times hard on each buttock. She squealed, then moaned with pleasure. There were pink hand. Feeling her throat parched, she picked up a thin flimsy night blue robe that barely came to her thighs. She didn't care to put any clothes on since she was just going to drink water and she didn't sleep with clothes in summer.After drinking water she was about to return to the bed with her accursed husband without achieving satisfaction again when she suddenly saw a shadow stealthily moving across the corridor.She wanted to scream but decided not to. Her first reaction was that a thief had.