I moved my finger out slightly, andthen in gently - that made him cry out, "Aaaaaaugh, fuck!", and a pleadfor me to stop...I tried to be gentle with p...lling my finger from his ass, but everymovement was cause for him to twist his hips, half his cocks length inmy mouth, his hands holding my head in place on his cock. He was stilltwitching in my mouth, the orgasm prolonged, my mouth full of his seed.He was trying so hard not to move. I decided the band aide method wasthe only way to get this. "If you'll come with me, Mr. Guilford is looking forward to meeting you."Simone offered to take my helmet and then I followed Della and wondered at the magnitude of the reception I was being given. There was something at work here I didn't understand yet.I wasn't sure how much of the third floor was dedicated to Michael Guilford's office, but it must have been the majority of it because it was a huge space with a large desk, a conference table large enough for ten or twelve people and a small. “Fuck, Laura! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Harder….deeper...fuck me!” She moaned.Then she actually spat at me, “Fuck me, Laura. Make me cum, you mean, miserable bitch!”I continued to thrust violently, her spittle rolling down my cheek. I rubbed it off on her calf, then I bit her. I could feel my pussy throbbing; I savored that familiar feeling that seems so wonderfully new, each time I approach an orgasm.With nimble fingers, I released the knot that held her left leg aloft. When it fell to the bed, I. I felt so embarrassed I couldn't bring myself to tell them the truth. My bowel movement was irregular and terrible as well. I couldn't bare it anymore we finally broke up, and my health was in very serious condition. My anus was always itching and I suspected I might have hernia developing down there. My periods became irregular as well and I had abdominal pain all the time, sometimes for an entire day. Later I found out both my vagina and anus were damaged by excessive force. But I.