I asked he paid for this too. She said yes. I told her I don’t like this and you cannot do this. She told me that don’t be so narrowing minded wha... is the problem if he pays for it. He is your BOSS and may be my BOSS also tomorrow and not a stranger. We had quite interesting sex as she was quite hot may be because of touch by my boss. I did not know what the discussion they had was. Morning I was about to go to office I asked her why don’t you also come and you can wait till 11 am. She said no. And let’s be honest - so did she.‘It was always going to be difficult for you at first,’ She observed, with that quasi faux-intellectual tone only snowflakes can somehow pull off without everyone in earshot bursting into laughter, ‘But you’ll get more comfortable with it over time.’It was those little afterthoughts that most attracted me to her - because she didn’t seem able to simply plunge the knife into my emotional underbelly, she had to turn it too. I hated myself for craving the pain, all. In me I liked thatShe laughed so if Paul was here now and you had to choose one of us to fuck who would it beYou I answeredOK Paul or Sally Sallyme or sally she questioned be careful how you answer that she giggledYou I said,Why ?I hesitatedI like what you do to me , dress me up , let me wear your clothes, I love your breasts and your fanny, every thing I saidShe poured me another glass of wineWhat a bout when I cane you, I can't say I love the pain but I like it you have control of meSo. As my excitedment continuted to rise, I thought of my man of the night and pushed the bottle gently into my pussy and pushed. I thought of the guy slipping his pants down and taking out his hard, big cock, that stood out below his mound of black curly hair, rubbed the head of his cock against my clit, i began to set the rhythm, he rocked against me with this big hard dick. I plunged the bottle deeper into my hot wet cunt, I became more and more excited and was afraid of being noisy and my.