It looked very realistic, thick veins coursing along the fat shaft, a bulbous dark-colored head bobbing several inches from perfectly spherical balls ...n a tight cockring's embrace. He shifted his hips and checked for slack in the strap-on harness belt. It felt snug and secure. He'd been blessed with small apple-sized breasts since he was a teenager, so they were easy to bind back until they just looked like hard round pecs. He could resist a quick squeeze of them and then a sudden grab at. .."She stopped as she looked up and saw her new secretary. "I've made somechanges. I'm glad I don't have to dress like boring old Derek anymore,"Deirdre explained.Cathy started and cleared her throat. "Uhm, yes, yes, of course. It'sjust...a little shocking. You don't look anything like Derek now." Thank you," she grinned, "Will that be all?" Yes. Thanks Deirdre," Cathy replied. Deirdre walked out and settled infor a long days work.Her work mostly involved managing Cathy's schedule, screening. She placed it on the makeup table, and pulled out a chair for me to sit. Attached to the chair was a huge black dildo. I positioned my ass over the tip and glided myself down onto this monster invading my ass. after a few tries and pumping up and down on the monsterous shaft it was now burrried deep in my ever expanding hole.The nurse began to work applying my make up when she realized I had not yet been shaven. I was then motioned to stand up, and my buttplug was reinserted, and I was brought. Better.” With those words, she sealed Khari’s fate. From that moment on, he decided that if any girl showed an interest in him, he would pretend to be in love with her so that if and when it got to the point of having sex, she wouldn’t complain that he wasn’t some super-hung Mandingo. It was his insurance policy. He didn’t care who showed him attention, fat, ugly, younger, older, married, dating, nothing in common, he didn’t care if she had slept with every man in a 50 mile radius, as long.