If not, then a couple dozen people will be getting their severance checks by Christmas.Brian’s face was hard to read. “It’s not a no-go, I can t...ll you that. But the presentation is changing venues. We need to go to San Diego. Mister Hiyoshi has to cut his trip here short, and isn’t able to make the flight to Atlanta.”“Uh, we’re going to San Diego? Who’s we, exactly?”“Just you and me. This weekend. I don’t have time to prep anyone else, and Jensen’s breathing down my neck and cracking the whip.. When that cold world was put back in order, she grabbed a vitamin water. Again, she was left standing in her kitchen, leaning on the counter, wondering what the hell was going on. Charlie found her purse and grabbed her phone. She thought about calling him, but she didn’t know exactly what to say know. Okay, text message. A bit more informal and impersonal, but then again she didn’t know how personal to be at the moment. She just wanted to know what the hell was going on. She started punching. Five more lashes cut into my arse. It was throbbing like mad with a nasty sting attatched. The she told me it was milking time and a hand grabbed my cock and proceeded to wank me. For some reason it felt different. I just assumed it was because of the whipping and the butt plug still up me. I duely shot my load and she remarked that it was a reasonable sample but not up to my usual standards. The plug was removed and she wiped my cock with a tissue but did it in a manner that was rough. Looking. Got the picture?Now, onto the story. I had a boyfriend 3 years ago, and we used to have sex almost every time we used to meet. I liked it but wasn’t completely satisfied. My boyfriend never made me cum! I used to make myself cum by watching porn afterward. The kind of porn that made my pussy completely drench itself, was dominating, rough fisting and fucking, stuffing things in asshole and pussy, and including food play in sex.When I shared my fantasies with my bf, he laughed it.