He had all four fingers in my pussy practically punching it as fast as he could. Within seconds I started cumming. I squirted into his hand. The ju...ces flooded so hard that it rebounded off his palm and sprayed into my face and hit the wall above my head.I was losing myself. My hips moved on their own and I thrashed my heads back and forth moaning and screaming to the orgasms. Master was relentless. He never slowed down and every time I squirted he moaned deeply and encouraged me to keep. . Coming to the story I got a friend request on my face book, and while checking her profile and pics I came to know that she was my junior in my engineering, I accepted her request..One day we both were online, v started chatting and exchanged contact number ..Forward messages..Whatsapp messages…chatting..And one day by mistake or intentionally I send her double meaning message for which she didn’t replay or message me for 2 days…I called her up and asked whether she has any problem, unknowing. Why was she helping? Let’s just say that while I write well, my grammar is atrocious. She helped me with some issues I had, gave me some pointers, and was quite nice and helpful. I thanked her for her help to show my gratitude. My story was accepted and I went on with my day. Then came her unexpected message.She wrote, “I have a naughty confession to make. I just got off to your picture.”I’m used to men saying and doing things like that. Yes, guys, it is appreciated and I do enjoy the flattery. Heinrich, Dr. Jacobsen. Would you excuse us for a moment?” Rebecca stood and walked away from the table up the steps to the front door. Wesley excused himself and followed.Doc looked at Margaret questioningly.“You can’t be serious, Phillip,” said Margaret. “There isn’t a shred of hard scientific evidence in all his work. They’re a charming couple, but why?”“Because it works. I could feel the story he played for us more concretely than if I had been reading it. Tell me it didn’t work for you and.