Dayummm!! Her ass is perked and tight, the thong she chose for her work day. Just makes me wonder if he had't set this up from the beginning. Maybe to...d her to wear this special pair just for him. Suddenly, his hand sweeps across his desk scattering papers, files, pens and cd's to the floor. I slowly blink as I see his gentle caresses turn to needy pawing at her ass. Not so nice maybe. Not caressing anymore, deep penetrating grips, spreading her ass apart and tugging at the back of that thong,. "Oh Christ, don't cry. I hate it when you cry. It's unfair for you to cry. Stop it, I say," she begged in a pleading tone of voice. "Grown men are not supposed to cry except in the middle of an orgasm. It's unfair." Well, you better get used to it. When I feel inside me the way I feel right now I shall be a man who cries. I am a man and a man has feelings that have to be expressed with tears sometimes." He wiped his eyes and bawled all the louder, "And right now I am happier than I have ever. I know that Reggie was in charge of calling over additional guys. Because of the way I was trussed up, I don’t know anything about them. Not their ages, races or looks. I do recall a varied range of cock sizes, even a few I’d consider small. After all, these were just guys from the street, not part of Sean’s crew. I barely remember driving back to Sean’s. The first thing I really recall was waking up the next morning unshackled and in one of my nighties. It was a day and a half since I had. “Come over here and sit on my lap, sissy bitch boy,” Keliana beckoned.Well broken in to do just what she wanted, I meekly walked over and lowered my arse onto her cock until I was totally impaled on her pole with my littler cock sticking up from me now, I faced away from her so I could feel her huge round breasts pressing into my back. Now, Paula came over to me and looked down at us.“You make quite a picture, the manly boss impaled on the sexy secretary’s cock,” she laughed, looking down at my.