She filled a void in my life I'd not consciously known existed.My supervisors, aware of her talents and their desire to remove her from my department,...promoted her to a position similar to mine. This created demands on her time and we saw less and less of one another. We both traveled a great deal, often at varying times. Sex was infrequent, hurried and frantic. I didn't complain, however, because she was good at her job and she loved the challenge. I was happy for her.I began to wonder if she. I touch the wood where his hip rests. My hands shake uncontrollably. I've seen him take what he wants. I've hidden on the catwalk, watching him fuck super-models through a 300mm lens. Now I've felt him bend me over his desk and fuck me. I don't want to marry him and go to his kids fucking PTA meetings. Why would I want that?I want to choking in the collar attached to the leash his haughty, annoying, white girlfriend impatiently yanks. I want to be humiliated and degraded and used for his. He could feel her juices leak from her, dripping onto his balls. Again she gasped, but pulled herself to him, impaling herself on his rod. Their excitement was building."Fuck me Jim. Give it to me. Faster! Faster!" She moaned. He did not disappoint. He could feel his orgasm building. His cum was waiting to erupt. Faster her thrust into her and Judy met every thrust with her own. Something within her was released. It was a sexual feeling that was missing for many years.They matched stroke for. Indeed, she thought, the artisan was so good that the penis might even have a functional urethra. The hole in the end of the mahogany penis looked as though it could go all the way down the shaft.As it happens, it did go all the way. But first ….Beth looked at her audience. The special volunteers, especially the women, all stared at her and shouted encouragement. They wanted to see her submit to the divine spirit who had brought them such sexual joy and fulfilment. They wanted to see the.