In the simplest of turns, it is a godly penis. It has many powers, whomever you use it on will greatly enjoy it and feel pleasure, as will you. The sm...ll of it can overpower some wills, and the semen you produce will be addictive and have its own powers. You choose what powers to use. It can make a one get larger breasts or hips or buttocks, or whatever you so choose. It can corrupt their mind, it can lower their intelligence. It can bestow them with a dick with powers you may choose, if any.. The second break comes, and we glance at each other again with sly smiles as we stand and head to your office.This time, however, it is you that takes my hand towards the unused back men’s room. Not many people know about this restroom. You open the door, sneaking me in behind you as you check under stalls stealthily. Secure in the fact that we are alone, I shove you backwards into a stall and lock the door.I kiss you quickly, eager to get on my knees and pleasure you. I lick my lips as I fall. Somehow, I don’t think we’ll be seeing any women popes up here this side of the next millennium. So it looks like we’re just gonna have to put up with a whole lot of pussy-stroking, titty-groping and ass-fingering from the perverts in the pews behind. You guys happy with that?”“Natürlich,” purrs Monika, lovingly stroking the polished ivory dildo she is nursing in her lap. “I’ve never been averse to anal.”“As half the German High Command will confirm,” snorts Loretta Ball.“Still can’t understand. Suddenly, the phone on her desk began to ring, startling her. Leyla picked the phone up. "Yes, Miss Ling?" she asked. "Leyla, come to my office," Monica said sharply. "Yes, mam," she replied. She placed the receiver back down and stood up, straightening her skirt. Leyla walked over to her boss's office and knocked on the door. "Come in." Leyla walked in and closed the door. Monica Ling looked up from her computer and motioned for her to sit in the chair beside her desk.She gulped as she walked.