If twopeople of pure heart wished on the figurine, the goddess would grant themtheir hearts' desire."Renee smiled at me."It just felt like one last gi...t from Mom when I found it today." Sheblinked. "I thought you might like to be the other person wishing toN'Kumba with me."I didn't know what to say."Why, Renee, that's... I'd be honored," I told her.She smiled, and I looked down at her bosom for a moment."What do we do?"Renee sat down on the sofa next to me and took the figurine's head in. That was until the other day, when I was summoned to Peter's office, late in the afternoon. I climbed the stairs to the management suite with a sense of dread, wondering what the hell he was going ask of me. That night, he had mentioned that the blowjob might not be enough to keep his silence and he might have further tasks for me.My mind was a mess as I stepped into the office and walked over to Julie's desk. She stopped typing and looked up at me, with a curious look of concern flashing. Reaching down between my legs you run your fingernails sharply against my balls before taking them in your hand and squeezing them hard enough to make sure the cum stays there until you're ready for it.Crisis averted, it's time to turn this washing machine into a fucking machine! With one hand I begin squeezing your breasts and playing with your hard nipples, pinching and pulling on them while banging my cock deeper and harder into you, ramming it in and out of your hot, wet pussy. Your glasses. I had a LOT of math to get done."Amber told me what you guys did." She said this in a sort of flat voice that, over the years, I have learned means she's pissed off. "Actually she told ALL of us about what you guys did."Now there's several things a guy can do in a situation like this. Most of us try playing dumb first. "What do you mean?" I asked, dumb like.So then I find out that Amber got them all together and said that I was their lucky charm, and that she'd fucked a load out of me for good.