She could really feel that! ‘Mmmmm. Fuck me with your mouth office boy’ She could barely speak the words and lent back with one hand on the desk, ...he other gripped his shoulder. He moved his hands over her thighs and pinched her swollen clitoris between his thumbs. This was the best head she’d had in a long time; she was getting close.He rubbed her hard clit as his tongue worked on her drenched pussy.‘Ooohhhhhhh Fuck me! Fuck me! I want to cum in your mouth’At that he stirred it harder. She later learned that he had been gang raped in prison and was now shitting into a plastic bag at a hospital but it did not bring her any closure. She was too numb to care. ————– After she finished her story they all sat quiet for a moment not quite certain what to say. Finally he took her hand and scanned her mind only to see great sadness, despair and loneliness. He put a temporary sphere around her memories, taking away the hurt of the event and gave her a good feeling about her self. He. But her pussy clamped down on him so tight, he couldn't pump his seed into her. When she finally relaxed, he needed to come badly, and started stroking again.Soon, Holly came again-loudly screaming her love, and Derrick was able to finally fill her greedy little snatch.In the morning, only half-awake, they loved each other again, slowly and sensuously.Over breakfast, Derrick asked, "Holly, what should we do now?"Holly gave him a big grin and said, "I think we'd better live together. I really. ." "Hush, Annie," I said firmly. "Press down the left button on the remote and take off your sweater using only your other hand." I still held her hips lightly while I watched her fumble with the remote. She started shaking a little as she hooked her fingers under the edge of her sweater, then struggled as she slowly slid it upward. First the smooth whiteness of her curved stomach, then her ribs were revealed. Higher and higher she tugged at her sweater until the lower curves of her breasts.