I must have passed out and sleep walked my way to work. I must have passed out and still not gotten oxygen while my boyfriend still fucked my mouth. I...had just enough time to button the top button on my blouse when one of my half dozen bosses came into my office. “Got the report for the boss toots?” I hated that guy. He didn’t wait for an answer he simply grabbed the appropriate files and walked out. My mind flashed to an image of a red-eyed man fucking his cock into my mouth. I was suffocating. Martha thought she had probably had this punishment before and was clearly in mortal terror of having it again.Martha laid the first stroke carefully and quite hard but not, she considered, very hard, along the length of Jacqui's left foot and watched in amazement as the foot started almost immediately to blister. Equally shocking was that Jacqui wet and shit herself with the pain and could not scream; could not breathe almost.Martha immediately told Alf to free Jacqui and to carry her to her. She ran her fingers up and down the bottom of my dick.Then she swung a leg over my body and lifted up her skirt. She pulled her shirt over her head and released her breasts for me to see. They were the last things I could see, bouncing proudly as she lowered her very wet and dripping pussy onto my mouth. She held my head as she begin to grind herself onto my lips. The dark and salty folds of her pussy begin to drip onto my chin and nose. “That’s what you wanted isn’t it, slut?”I nodded not sure. The weather is supposed to be unseasonably warm for the next few days, so they are thinking of an outside venue that could accommodate large numbers of spectators.’ ‘If you’re game, I’ll give it a shot,’ agreed Steve, ‘especially if Charlie and Jordan will go along with it. I need to run it by Senator Chatham. I’m supposed to be with her on Tuesday. I’ll call her now. Where would it be held?’ ‘The Mayor has been talking to the business and political leaders in Paris. He said that if we agree to.