I did it harder and deeper. He cried out and begged me to stop. I punched his tortured rectum again with my fist. Then one more time, burying my fist ...eep past my wrist. He screamed, his eyes were filled with tears and he finally called out our safe word. I stopped immediately, and slowly withdrew. His ass gaped open wide as a canyon. I asked him if he could feel the cold draft in his hole. My friend took video of it all as his muscles finally regained their memory and began to close his shit. After a couple minutes, he pulled out and licked his fingers. "I love your juice, but we can't stay away from the party too long. Later." And he left. I waited a minute, straightening out my clothes, and then left the office. When I got to the ladies room, I noticed that I was still a bit rumpled. I hoped no one else noticed.Tom did notice that I was missing for a while, and that I was not completely fresh looking, and wanted to know if I was feeling okay. I told him that Stan had come back for. “Ma’am, do you wish to have your attorney present?”Suzanne hoped the answer would be negative. Raptor’s attorney was famous for his “I’m not a potted plant” declaration to a Congressional subcommittee chairman who was being unusually obnoxious to Raptor during her appearance before the subcommittee a few years ago. Her attorney had followed his declaration with a series of vigorous objections that stalled the hearing for more than an hour.“Do I need him here?”Suzanne shrugged.“Your call, ma’am.. She felt the tip of his tongue emerge from his mouth and tentatively touch her lips. She opened her mouth to him willingly, accepting his tongue, meeting it with her own smaller one, moaning as she engaged in her very first french kiss. Ben was trembling by then. He shifted his weight to one arm to keep his larger body from crushing the c***d beneath him, and used his free hand to paw at her body. He was thrilled to feel how erect her little nipples were. The scent rising from between her.