"No, I meant..." "Well, naughty girl," he continued, with a mischievous look in his eye. "I like the idea of you looking into a mirror in a public ba...hroom as you slide that butt plug out of your ass. So, I want you to do it." I swallowed. "Y... Yes, Sir." Despite the fact that the plug was getting uncomfortable, I wasn't too keen on taking it out in the ladies restroom. Yet, the thought of actually doing it was getting me excited all over again. Mind you, one nipple was swollen, throbbing. This over the table fucking had been going on for a considerable time and Maria's back was soaked in sweat as her young lover continued to shaft her. James had got close to ejaculation once but had managed to hold it back but this time as he felt his spunk building up he let it go and he spurted hard and fast into his very willing lover.Once James had finished depositing semen inside Maria they remained in that position for a while before he withdrew and Maria slowly got up. She turned and. As for jumping you to have sex, I give you my word that neither I, nor anyone in my parties will demand sex from you. I'll tell you one thing. When I am in the backwoods for a couple weeks at a time, I would love for someone to wash my back with some hot sudsy water once in awhile. I think that you would want the same. On second thought, I'd be less then honest with you if I were to tell you that I would not want to see you naked. From what I can see of you, in your baggy orange outfit, you are. I set thebagged nylons and surveys aside and continued going through my mail. Junkmail went in a trash pile. Bills went into the bill pile to be handledevery two weeks. But there was another envelope that didn't look like abill or junk mail. The letter inside read:Dear Andrew White:We are a market research firm with a wide range of clients in the retailindustry. We help evaluate employee training and corporate complianceusing real life scenarios. You have been selected to receive an offer.