Henry stared at my hairy armpits, and started to penetrate me faster.Returning eye-contact, I moaned: “Yes Henry, fuck me hard with that big cock!�...Now, I could feel Henry double his efforts. With long thrusts, he slid inside me, and he grunted lowly with each push.The other two men were now feverishly stroking their cocks. When I laid eyes on the size of Roger’s massive erection, I emitted a loud moan, and unleashed a wave of pussy juice onto Henry.The next moment, Henry stiffened, and soon I. “I don’t know, I’m not feeling that well,” he said looking absentminded. “I’ll lie down for an hour. Please excuse me, Ellen.”Ellen rose. “But of course. Are you all right or should we have the doctor visit?”He waved his hand. “For heaven’s sake, no more bleeding. That’s all that stupid quack does. No, let me sleep for an hour and I shall be fine.” He sounded almost drunk, talking slowly and slurring the words.They watched him as he left the tea room and heard him walk up the stairs.“My Richard. But for now, I'll have to do with my petite stature, my introverted personality, and worst of all, my extreme fear of talking to boys. Somehow, every time one of the "males" approaches me, I feel so inferior, as if they can sense my vulnerability from miles away. But there is this one guy that I can actually talk to. Robert. He also happens to be my best friend. He has always been there for me and guides me when it comes to boys. He's also the first person who spoke to me about masturbation. If. She arrived a month later, and before we got to my office, we were on a first name basis. She seemed like a delightful person, and hated formality as much as I did. I made a small concession, and wore shorts for the occasion. She had her usual 'I am not a woman' suit on. It looked like she was dressed for a court date. The pin-striped suit looked strange on her.I was just as surprised as her secret service detail, when she told them to wait outside. She had to pull rank, before they agreed..