He had reminded me that I could ask to stop at anytime and it would terminate any further contact. I didn't want to stop even if I felt weak, powerles.... He jammed himself deep into my throat forcing me to gag uncontrollably. He held my head on him until I puked into the toilet. He let me wipe my face before going hard back into my mouth. I was ordered to open as wide as I could. My jaw ached as I fought not to bite down.The drool from my open mouth splattered over my legs and floor. I was. The staring from those around us continued for a long moment as hug had caused the dildo to bump and thump multiple times, making my hips and nether regions twitch noticeably in the tight dress.."Oh, I do love to wear striking outfits like this for Mark", I lied, smiling as best I could. Mark put his arm around me and kissed my cheek."Now don't make out that you only do it for me", he smiled, "We all know how you love making an impression wherever you go"."Well", said Nancy, "you're certainly. Or those eyes. Or those cheek bones.The jeans clung to the curve of her hips and I was shamelessly looking forward to her turning to walk away so I could see how she looked from behind. And as for the way she filled out that hoodie—“Ehm,” she covered her mouth as she made that small coughing noise to snap me from my trance and stood, messenger bag flung over one shoulder, a bundle of papers held across her chest with one hand. The other was on her hip, which jutted out slightly to the side, and. She had often wondered about that, the gossip that he could bewitch a woman, but she had thought it a joke. Now, she wasn’t so sure. Something bright and tingling had flooded her being. He said against her lips, “Scream for me.” He took her hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. She held her breath. Looking up, she saw his slitted eyes like blue stones. Now that she knew what he wanted she could not cease trembling. “P-please don’t hurt me!” “Hurt.