This is what smartphones are for. I looked at her and tried to keep a calm and composed face. “No one has to know”. I didn’t know why, but I tr...ed to calm her. “Going forward, just use your phone for things like this. If people were still in the office, you could have gotten in trouble for it. If I wasn’t here, or if someone else in IT were to see this, you could be let go if someone else from management were to find out”.She looked back at me with a blank expression. A video began to play in. Occasionally she’d lean down and flick her tongue across my cock, tasting the precum that was coating it. She kept this up, always sensing when I was approaching orgasm, and backing off so I couldn’t cum, but never stopping. I was begging her to make me cum, she in turn kept telling me not yet, not yet, and kept up the teasing. Finally, as the teasing and begging continued, she finally relented with “OK, you’ve kind of earned it”. She stroked me with a firmer grip, stopping as her hand grazed. She was being paraded around like a dog for sexual pleasure in the Hen House. She was fighting against her restraints to punish herself and cause more bruising. She was punishing herself for her miscarriage.”“Do you think the husband had anything to do with her bruises or condition?” Detective Armstrong asked.“No I don’t, but that is for you to determine. If her husband and their girlfriend hadn’t found her when they did, she’d likely be dead now. The attempt to drive her car off the cliff at. I love it. I like the way you squeeze my breasts together."Tom continued his attention to her fabulous breasts. He took them out of his mouth but left them close together and began biting first one nipple and then the other, going back and forth making the erect nipples even bigger. She squealed in delight at the attention both were getting. Caz was getting ready for a cock in her sopping wet pussy but was so turned on by what Tom was doing to her breasts and the dildo in her pussy.Tom.