It would have been a tea break at the office, but now it's a cum break – like to know how that goes after next month!Yes, she tried other punctuatio..., the tilde, the question mark, and even some letters (the ‘y’ being the best apparently) but she always came back to me. I blame that fucking bread knife for cutting her fingers that time.The use of me in her written work has also fallen to new depths. Before I was used occasionally then added after the fact, now even that does not happen as the. She was rolling her- buttocks in and undulating rhythm to match his driving cock, and the fluid from her cunt was pouring in such amounts as to run free down her inner thighs. She was like a wild a****l as she worked her hips around, her anus trying to hungrily suck the juices from the man’s sperm-heavy balls. The man on-stage was fucking in and out of the girl’s anus with ever- increasing tempo, his big cock seemingly becoming even bigger with his nearing climax. The girl was screwing. I didn’t mind a little kinky in general, but this passed even my wildest thoughts. Last night they took me by surprise and used me, but I still liked it. Tonight, they had blackmailed me for the same purpose. Again, very confused as to how I should be feeling right now. Forgetting of course my hard cock pulsing and waiting for the next round of fun.I felt another person straddle me, presumably the first girl who spoke tonight. This time it started differently. She did not sit right down on me,. "No!" I quickly shot back and glancing at her face, trying to hide my guilt. "Really?" she queried, "because this," she added as she reached out as started to grasp my cock, "would seem to indicate otherwise!" How long had it been since I had a woman stroke my manhood? Too long. Her soft but knowledgeable grasp was heavenly. She tossed her clipboard on the couch and squatted in front of me in one motion. Her one hand continued to jack my pulsing dick while I saw her other hand move between her.