All I could think was “what a luck little minx” – a mouthful of Nigel’s cock would be a much better lunch than the fried noodles I had just ea...en. I sat quietly in my office, I could hear every little whimpering moan from Phea, and thrilled at every manly grunt from Nigel, the soft slapping sound of his thighs crashing into hers. I closed my eyes and created images of Phea leaning back on the edge of Nigel’s desk and Nigel standing between her spread open legs and fucking the living daylights. It could be used to stick in all three holes of a female victim, with mind boggling results, or it could be used as a club to beat a woman with. Its shape and very firm flexibility enabling him to inflict much pain, without causing major injury. The hyped up jerk elected to begin using it as a weapon and started pounding her ass cheeks, the back of her thighs, as well as her back and shoulders with it. During this prolonged assault, he delivered a series of wicked blows to the back of her head,. . work has been... ummm... really good...? (I respond kind of hesitant) is that a question?? Lol (my cousin asks me. I'm trying to keep my composure, but once you've unbuttoned my pants, I start to go crazy. I always imagined what you looked like naked, and what it would be like to have sex with you. But the fact that I'm about to have you touch me in front of everyone at a family party turns me on even more)(I pull down your zipper as I watch you conversate with our cousin. I pretend to listen. We shared our innermost secrets. The sexual chemistry between us was off the hook. Almost every night, I would call him and we would get off together, moaning and whispering to each other. His voice in my ear made me dizzy with passion and longing. His sexy moans and whimpers in my ear made me weak at the knees and awakened a sexuality in me that I had never known was there. He had an innocence about him that I didn’t have. At eighteen, I was as jaded as most adults. He was a few months older.