Why not, I thought to myself. I deserve a bit of a break from this madness. After all, my trip to France last year was cut short and I had to fly back...to stop some disaster or other no one else seemed to be able to deal with. So I let Amy know I was coming and made arrangements to get the time off. Four whole days with no clients, no training – nothing but shear bliss. What would I do? I realized then that I had not had a day off, including Saturdays and Sundays, in the past 5 months. All work. I didn’t hesitate though. I put the tip of it against my slit, which was still oozing Mithun’s cum from minutes ago.As soon as it was in place, Rasel started pushing into me slowly. And god it felt good! I was groaning into Mithun’s mouth as we continued to kiss and I was so getting so excited. I heard Rasel say something, but I had no idea what it was. I figured it out though, when Mithun got up on his knees and put his cock near my lips. It was still hard and throbbing and now it was covered. Many times, on business trips, she had been invited to a nice place and she needed to dress in something better than a business suit.When she came out of the bedroom, Jim whistled and walked over to her and took her arm."You look beautiful. I'll have a fight on my hands keeping the men away from you."She smiled, "You sure know what to say to a woman. You must be Irish with all of the Blarney you have."He took her to the restaurant and pulled into the parking space. They walked in and Jim gave. Scalding viscous jizz ballooned her womb and rushed down her small intestines like the magma of an erupting volcano. Greta felt the increasingly invasive effect of each individual spurt during the twenty minutes she spent as a dragon cum sock. She was full to the brim, her smoky breath tasted of well-traveled semen, but this was not enough. If she came home with such a pitiful prize, her mother would roll her eyes in her grave.Just like Mother told me, I have to contract my bowels and birth.