She clicked the little button at the top, and it quietly buzzed into life with a low hum. She toggled the big button three times and the vibrations ch...nged to four second bursts, starting with low power, then rising to full power, then suddenly dropping down again. She let the sensations ripple up through her body for a while, then hit the button again. The vibrations changed to a rapid pulse, and she began to squirm a little as the pleasure increased. Another push of the button, and the bursts. [I am ready to be fucked by you Sir. Please Sir? Fuck me.]Leaving my mouth, the hard cock moves down to my aching cunt begging to be filled. My pussy dripping as 2 fingers slide out of my cunt and spread apart my pussy lips. Penetrating slowly, the head of the cock pushes into my cunt and I moan out loudly in pleasure. Pushing this hard cock deeper inside me, just past my G-spot, I allow the first one to build, near exploding, as the tip of the cock starts sliding in and out. A shallow fuck. After talking with Gerald, I attacked the email stack. Word of my engagement had not hit, yet, but rumor of the catalog was running amok. Harold Johnstead sent personal assurances that everything would be available for the Monday mail. I wondered how many extra copies he would be keeping. Just to tweak his beak, I replied with a request for 200 wedding invitations, priority job. There was nothing from Helen in the stack, but that only meant that she was doing something at church. At least I was. Riggs turned and stormed out, his face still white as a sheet.Mr. Morris stood up and came around to me. He gently took me away from David, looked into my face for a moment and then took me into his arms. He held me carefully and asked David, "Has she seen a doctor?"Mr. Burton nodded and said, "My neighbor. He's very good. And he won't say anything. I told him this would be taken care of."I looked up at Mr. Morris and said, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't want to make any trouble."I guess I was.