I released a thread and tapped into her; she didn't waver. Then I turned my attention up the valley towards the unexplored end. Further and further I ...raveled, using my tap to boost my distance. Nothing came into contact but I knew the valley had a pass before I withdrew.I opened my eyes. My slave kneeled before me with her hands resting on her thighs. Her eyes flew open as I gazed upon her."Master," she began, "I thank you for your gift of sharing; your slave is humbled by your generous. She came to herself with a start, and knew that this also would find a willing market. She couldn't resist from trying one out, and not only did her oils give it a magical sheen, a glow that seemed to outline the very essence of the wood, but it was curved just so to give her amazing pleasure, so much that she overflowed with it. She learned from then on to make certain that when she 'polished' one of the lingams for it's final coating, she should make certain one of the absorbent cotton pads. You must love the taste of my pussy," She said. "It tasted much different than usual but it's something I wouldn't mind getting used to," I said, imagining my wife's pussy getting filled by the maintenance man in the near future. I crawled up between my wife's legs placing the head of my cock between the wet lips of her pussy. With one stroke my rock-hard dick slipped all the way into her pussy. I thought I had swallowed all of the cum from her pussy, but that wasn’t the case. I could feel my. "She climbed up on the desk and lay down. My desk is a massive imposing one – by design. I find a large stately desk to be an intimidating feature and I had a large enough office to pull it off. With a six-foot width and thirty-nine-inch front-to-back depth, it was plenty big enough for an errant young girl to lay on. While that wasn't the reason for getting such a big desk, it was a nice bonus!I walked slowly around Kim looking at her and taking my time. She watched me as well... lying on my.