She then ran down the hall and round the corner to her office. Dahra tried to open the door, but her hands were shaking so much that she fumbled the l...tch. On the second try, she managed to get it open. There was no body in her private room, of course. For that, Dahra was grateful, she didn't think she could take sharing her office with a corpse.Dahra sat down at her desk, numbly, and realized for the first time that she was gasping for breath. She fumbled through her drawers, searching for a. She backed up, looking at him, her legs open and inviting.They continued their carnal dance seamlessly, it drove her crazy for him. She was so horny, so incredibly slippery, it was wetting his balls as they slapped against her with every thrust. He gave her a few more thrusts before pulling out. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her down decisively and onto her side. She looked at him as his hands went to her ass, spreading her cheeks slightly as he grabbed her, revealing the tight little. ?Can you show me around the kitchen?? she asked. ?I am so curious about the way you prepare your young, beautiful, volunteer foods girls.?A bit amazed, I said ?Yes,? and walked her from side to side of the kitchen. I showed her the horizontal spitting area, the vertical slide-down spit, the boiling station, and our new electric cooking chair. Wendy seemed especially intrigued by the chair. She ran her hands over the arms, the back, and the huge, cylindrical, stainless steel probe that protruded. By this time they were also using dildo’s and vibrators, and repeatedly telling me I was insatiable. Anyway I digress they had me naked on my hands and knees in front of them, giving me instruction or orders, “stretch your ass ring, wider no wider that’s it Meg, wet your finger rub it and again, get it really wet. Push it in don’t be shy” again and again from my mouth to my arse until all my index finger was embedded in my arse, they were having sly giggles and it took me quite a while before I.