‘I don’t think it will fit inside me, Barry’ she cried out. ‘Oh it will,’ he chuckled. ‘I fit the whole thing into your slender little thr...at. Your cunt will open for me.’ He pulled back and thrusted hard into her again. The wood was hard and coarse against her bare skin, her back scraping against the desk as Barry thrust in and out of her soaking pussy. She shivered in pleasure. Never had she been with a man like this before. Never had she dreamed of anything this intense, this pleasurable. No. With each song, my body danced in time to the music, rocking back and forth in the chair. Many men had come forward, asking for a dance, but I had declined all offers, choosing to just watch and sit. The barmaid came to my table and placed a fresh margarita down. Nodding to the men behind me, she said "with their compliments." As I turned my head to thank them, my face almost touched the man's crotch. I felt his hand on my shoulder and I shivered slightly. Seconds later, I felt another hand. " "Meaning...?" Suddenly Roger got it! He turned to the major, bending his knees and taking him by the sleeve, "You no longer have your powers!?!" "No!" he smiled. "You hear that, Tony?! It's just what you've all-ways wanted!" Roger said, turning to... the beautiful, and very angry, blond in a harem costume. "Oh! (Ahem!)" he said, straightening up. "Jeannie has *my* power. Magic is finite, you know." "So, if Tony's now Jeannie, what do I call you?" "I have no identity. I lost it when I became a. Her pussy was getting very wet, good, I was afraid prison would have turned her into a full-blown lesbian. “Look at you, getting wet for a complete stranger, I bet it fills you with excitement.” Every word hitting her eardrum like the quickly hastening pulse beating through her veins. “I bet it makes you want more than just my fingers filling you up, doesn’t it?”She didn’t respond, but didn’t have to. The pussy I was fingering may as well have been a vice that got stuck shut. If she wasn’t wet.