" Show me then." Pardon?"With one sweep of his arm Tom cleared the desk, papers and pens clattering onto the floor."Get up on that desk. Show me this ...ottom of yours. If you think you're so irresistible, get up on this desk and show me what you've got."This was it, this was what she had imagined. Her tutors talking to her like she was a dirty little whore, making her do his bidding. Telling her exactly what she should do in such filthy language. Jessica couldn't work out if Tom was acting out a. . what, on that morning, had seemed to my eyes to be an unimaginably large crowd ... and that was for a 5K with only 43 entrants. Today’s race promised to be considerably larger.I remembered well the disorientation and nervousness and even fear I felt that morning. I saw it on Lisa’s face in those moments.We both checked in, picking up our race bibs and timing chips. We walked around the staging area, looking at the display tables that had been set up by the various local small businesses. Her giant tits where flopping up and down her body andshe grabbed one in each hand and lifted them up squeezing them andfeeling herself up. She gritted her teeth and shouted at me to fuckher harder “Harder you fucker, harder” shit I was but she wanted itharder still what a slut. “Fuck the slag mate, pound the shit outof her nigger loving cunt” said Bob from his seat. He was sittingforward jerking off fast his hand a blur, Jane was red faced nowand sweating heavily her. "You're shivering," you whisper in my ear, letting the warmth of your breath caress my lobe, and slip down the column of my neck. "Shall I warm you?"I smile, hoping it is as sensual as I am feeling. "Can you?" I ask, entering into the spirit of the game. Your answering smile is knowing, teasing, and lustful all at once."I can do whatever you can imagine, and a whole lot more!"Your boast tickles me, and I chuckle, a low, delighted sound, followed almost immediately by a moan of pleasure as you.