She put her hand down and took my cock in her hand.“Well, Mr Penis, we are to become the absolute best of friends. Let's do it.”“Welcome back,�... I said under my breath. I thought for a few minutes this would never happen.As Pam prepared for us to fuck, she said: “Anything you can do I can do better.”I got up and positioned myself between her legs as she spread them wide for me to admire the centre of her universe again. My cock was hard and ready for action.“That is a very impressive cock you. In front of me sat a commode set up right in front of the toilet. It was set low to ground, with a latex sheet and a mat under it.?This is your new home, Toilet Boy! Lay down under my throne and get ready.?I could feel my pulse racing, wild thoughts spinning through my mind. Was I really ready to do this? I looked at Taylor, and realized that I was desperate to please this woman. I wanted this. I wanted to be her toilet.?Come on now. Get down there!?I got down on my hands and knees and crawled. "Oh, I'm not complaining. I like what I see," said Lamarr."Yea, your husband must get an eyeful when you take it all off," said Dex, as both boys laughed."He don't even notice any more," said Lisa, finishing her drink.D watched as Lamarr rubbed his hand over Lisa's hip, slowly moving it to the front of her dress till he was rubbing her pussy. Dex traced her bust line, letting his fingers tickle the tops of her big white tits."Let me get you another drink, baby," said Dex, taking her glass and. Everyone usually laughed at that comment, as the stories of an office ghost had been going around for years. The building was constructed in the early 1890s and was a beautiful art nouveau design that you rarely see anymore, with graceful curves replacing the sharp corners of the other buildings in the area.The ghost stories sprang from a story that during the building's construction, the foreman's young wife brought down the lunch he had forgotten on his way to work and, in the days before.