” If I missed or didn’t say the whole line completely by the time she hit me she would hit me harder and put a cucumber or her comb handle in my h...le.She would keep her hand over my mouth and said spit how much you can because she ain’t using oil to fuck my hole. I spat how much I could and she spat and mixed and poured in a glass. She keeps doing it for 30-40 minutes. My ass was red and was hurting.Now she said, “Always call me mistress you flighty dog.” I said, “Ok mistress.” She now sat on. Or vibrating. She squeezed him lightly and he almost blew his load. "Fuck! Your hand...it's ohhhh fuckkkk." He'd never felt anything like it. His cock felt like it was being worked by a warm, vibrating cock sleeve, but with fingers. He could only imagine what her mouth would feel like if her hand on the outside of his jeans felt this good.She answered his silent thought like she read his mind and with a gentle swish of her fingers his cock sprang out, the biggest he'd ever seen it. . I'm telling you that the people there call her 'The Bitch'. If we are having an argument I have a feeling that what they have seen so far in the office is nothing compared to what she might be like. That's not just creating a stressful situation for me and her. It will affect everyone in the department." Let me ask you another question." She leaned toward me and grabbed my hands in hers. "Do you think she could be the one? Could you see yourself marrying her?" You're getting way ahead of. ”She had Trish lay on the floor and me squat over her and urged me to “push it out, push it out. Try harder” and while Trish was licking, the worst thing happened, I shit in her mouth. I didn’t mean to but it was unavoidable. I guess all the cum had made it where I couldn’t hold it in. The group erupted with laughter. “Fuck yes.” I got up and looked down at her and she didn’t move.“OK, now fuck the whore with your shit in her mouth.”I started to protest but simply pulled her up to a sitting.