I backed up to him slowly, offering my already wet pussy. He grabbed my hips under the table, and slid his cock into me, but I was the hostess, so I ...oved slowly back and forth under the table, servicing him. The game went on and on, and occasionally I had to crawl out from under the table to refill drinks and snacks. Mostly, though, I was well used under the table, and my need for release became nearly unbearable. Finally, Master won a hand, and claimed my pussy. Gratefully, I offered my. “Yeah, it’s been a while,” I said vaguely. I was determined not to let her get a handhold, so I spoke again when I saw her start to talk. It was time to drag that night out onto the table. “I was going to say, earlier, that I feel bad about what happened a few months ago, you know?”“Oh, Matt, don’t feel bad,” she responded, instantly placing a hand on mine. “I mean, if you didn’t mean to do it, I understand.”Wow, this might be easier than I thought.“All right, but I guess I just want to. "Oh god please fuck me baby," I moaned out, begging him. I needed him in me so badly. I was aching. He picked me up again, this time like a baby, and carried me up the stairs, my nipples still outside of my bra, hardening even more with the air hitting my moist skin. I turned my head and started trailing kisses on his neck, biting a few times. We got to the bedroom, and he kicked the door open before throwing me down on the bed throwing himself down on top of me. He got between my legs as. You attend the clinic; it's very Spartan and minimalist. Everything iswhite paint and chrome. The receptionist books you in under your newname and calls you miss, it's the happiest you've felt in a long time.You're taken to a side room, to dress in a paper gown. It's reassuringlypink and you eagerly cast off the remnants of your old life.You wait a few moments and a medical guy enters. He gives you a thicksyrupy liquid to drink, telling you to drink it all in one go. You drinkit down and.