She could be reaching too far afield, she realized. It would be more than enough excitement simply to be stuffed with one up her ass and another bulgi...g within the slippery folds of her stimulated vagina.And one in the mouth? Like that, she would be the centerpiece for three men, binding them together through the juicy hotness of her flesh, giving each of them, all of them, the completeness of orgasm. IT would be very nice, she thought fuzzily, and turned over on the bed to snuggle against her. “It’s all for you. Well not all. You see every time you stroke it like that, it moves a second dildo inside me. Oh, so hard. So nice. Take off that skirt.”Bonkabitch slid down the skirt he wore and stood before her in thong, bra and hold-ups. His cock strained at the thong. Tight, hard, bulging.Goodhead took Bonkabitch’s hand and showed him how he could slip his fingers under the harness. She gasped as his eager fingers rubbed at her clitoris. She pulled Bonkabitch onto her. He. "Ah. Jo. so pleased you could join us.” said Jim, the care home manager. Jo’s heart skipped a beat at the word ‘us’. I meant more than one man in the office. And the last time that happened… well she really couldn’t get over it… “Y… Yes Mr Webley…”She nervously looked over her shoulder. Sure enough three other members of staff sat in chairs behind her, directly facing the desk. She bit her bottom lip.‘We’re thinking of offering you promotion, even though you’ve only been with us a short while.. ‘Darling, there’s something I need to tell you.’ ‘What is it dear?’ ‘Twenty years ago I made a promise to you that I would never again turn a woman into a bimbo. I promised to give it all up for you.’ ‘And I love you every day for that sacrifice you made for me.’ ‘And I wanted to make that sacrifice for you, but I am weak. There were times when I strayed from my promise to you. Those sketches are a reflection of the guilt I felt each time I have given in to my weakness and turned a girl into a.