I told her to arrange it with you.”“She was very nervous about something. Does she have a really perverted kink?”“What happens in the Cleaning...Manager’s office stays in the Cleaning Manager’s office.”“I’ll find out eventually, one way or another,” she pouted.“If Penelope chooses to tell you what happened, that’s her choice.”Then dinner was ready: roast chicken and vegetables. It was delicious; Claire was a fine cook. And the prosecco went down well, although I drank sparingly since I didn’t. I complied. I could not think of resisting.“Suck it.” I did.“That’s my girl.”He withdrew his finger and kissed me again. I relaxed my lips and let him in. His tongue grew like a cock in my mouth. So odd. I was still being fucked. Faster and faster. The hot pulsing started again in my cunt. The tension built again. Oh my god, his cock was growing even larger inside me. I was screaming when he thrust a thick wet finger into my ass and the seizure broke, convulsing my womb, channel, and pussy in. By this time Phoebe was in considerable pain and had been tempted more the once to form the O that would have stopped the pain.It was then that Samantha transferred her attention to Phoebe’s Pussy. Attaching some clips and brutally tightening them she stretched Phoebe’s lips wide open. Once again the chopsticks went into action, they were arranged in such a way that the two lips and clit were struck simultaneously the beating was relentless delivered without mercy. By the end of the session. Dropping his bags, Steve Mathews looked up to see the smiling face of, he guessed, his roommate. ‘Steve Mathews, glad to meet you,’ Steve said extending his hand. Michael took the proffered hand, nice firm grip, not to soft not too strong, excellent. ‘Michael, Michael Dane, looks like we are roommates,’ Michael said. ‘Excellent, what are you studying, sorry about the amount of crap here, mom wanted to be sure everything I needed was close, she didn’t need to buy out Burdines though.’ Steve.