"So I look to meet those eyes, the eyes that have me forever trapped in their gaze and I find a little more courage. "Please, I need you to fill my as... with your cock... with your cum. I need it so badly, I've been aching all week. My mind has wandered to it over and over again. When I'm at the grocery store, when I'm in class, when I shower or pee or eat... the feeling of you hurting me, ripping me open, violating my ass... the feeling haunts me."You grin down at me wide. "See... that wasn't. "How about this!" Shelley asked, "Its thirty nine ninety nine," she held a black floppy head, with eye and nose holes, "It an Atomiser, I mean an An-Atomiser, at least I think that's what it's called, like a disguise?" No, it's horrible!" Jayne protested."Or a little mask, like a kitten?" Shelly showed Jayne a black and white mask, "Or how about this?" Shelly dropped the cat mask beside the floppy head mask and showed her black fabric figure eight with an elasticated strap."Shelly!" Jane. “But … she’s in the server group.” She looked at me and smiled. She called one of the women over and told her what I needed and to bring them into the meeting. She looked at me, again. “I like that. You are young, but you what you want. I like that.”The normal business-like management meeting became a mess with my arrival. It quickly degenerated into introductions and understanding each other’s roles with Sylvia leading the discussion. In the meeting was:Pat Connors, who I just met, and the. It had been no better for Hank.Studying oil samples he had imagined a sudden flash of donkey-cum, thick and hot as the heated oil, and his cock had thrust up big as one of the test tubes in the lab.The two men discussed this problem of the instant, unexpected hard-on and wondered how long the condition would last.They figured that what they needed was a woman or two, to get their lust well drained and to get their minds back to things more normal and controllable than bestiality.They'd looked.