And ... I mean, it's just a job, you know? It pays the bills. I don't really care what it is, so long as it does. But ... I don't know what it's gonna...be yet." Fair enough," she said. "If I hadn't decided to go with graphic arts, I might be in the same boat." Nonsense, they at least need photographers for weddings and such," he said. "But ... Since you were wondering, that's why I don't bring it up. Because I don't really have any future plans, nothing concrete. And ... I mean, how do I ask you. Suddenly you stand, pulling your cock from my mouth, you pull me up on the bed. This is to easy. You say, smiling at me as you position me. My ass in the air, You spread my legs wide and bring in a fucking machine. Its got a bunny and a wand on it. Made from what looks like a sewing machine. Placing them behind me you lube my pussy up till Im so wet Im dripping on the bed and slide the dildo in me and turn on the wand. The dildo starts to move slowly at first but gradually picking up speed.. "I'll be back," she said, looking through the window into the parking lot.He watched as she went to the door and met Jessica. They put their heads together for what seemed like a long discussion. Then Jessica came straight to his booth and sat down across from him."You can tell Mitch about what you saw at the party," she said, without prelude."I can?" Yes, but you can't tell him I gave you permission," she said. "That part has to stay a secret." OK," he said, uncertainly. "I don't understand.". Normally a strong orgasm would stay with me for a little while. That ringing of the ears, and flushed chest, and the giggles I got were completely absent! It didn’t last all that long, however. Here I was, sitting nude on a bed, with a barely dressed woman, and the sheer knowledge she was next to available was already giving me thoughts. What the fuck was wrong with me?I absently reached up to scratch my scalp, and then yelled again!“What happened to my hair?” I yelled.My bedmate looked at me,.