That was a very high threshold for agony, wasn’t it, and not likely without a purpose?Meanwhile, I drove deeper inside Rita, pulled out, did the sam... for Angie, making both ladies whimper on every stroke. They seemed to crave it so much that they would have sold their souls all over again just for more of my throbbing, pulsing cock inside them. It was a demon dick, after all, so that made plenty of sense. If demon pricks were so addictive, their response was very human and understandable. It. However, next day Marilyn told me she had an arrangement with Jim. She said he liked to slope off early on Thursday and Friday afternoons he didn’t say why. Marilyn was left to check the premises and lock up. He offered her an extra £15a week to do this. Marilyn said she had agreed as her hubby had recently been made redundant and they badly needed the money. She then said that Jim had offered to make the extra cash up to 50 if she would let him shag her every Friday before he left. Marilyn was. Anyways, I was working in the kitchen this night as a dish washer. During the night shift, it's pretty quiet. Most people are going to bed, smaller staff, no bosses around. You're kind of on your own. At night, only two people worked in the kitchen, the cook and the dish washer. The cook that I was working with that night, his name was Bill. Bill was a man's-man type of guy. Deep voice, white man, graying hair, in his probably mid-40s. Stood at around 6'1 or 2", decent build, thick legs, kind. I was busy in my office work. After some time she came to my room and asked me if i wanted some tea as she was also wanted to have tea to get rid of her headache. In a lighter mood i told her that she should take some alcohol instead of tea and to my strange, she started talking about alcohol and told me that she really wanted to taste it if given a chance. She also told me that once she had some beer with my brother and she had blast of that time and she did get a real good sleep in night.