I want more. I want your hands on me, your mouth. But I have to surrender my wants in order to get what I need. Your cock!I slide my hands over your s...ulpted ass and run my finger between your ass cheeks. I find that tiny puckered hole and start to massage the pad of my finger against it. "MMM that's it my little slut. Finger fuck me." I dip my finger into the massage oil and the slide it slowly, carefully into your nether hole. In and out, slowly, then faster and faster at your. I resolved to be a goodwhore until I could figure a way out of my predicament. I had to stayalive. The next morning I awoke to find the assistant bringing my breakfast bowlof food and a small glass of orange juice. She showed me as he added afull eyedropper if a clear chemical to the orange juice. She explained,"Now that your testicles are no longer functional you will need to takehormones to keep your body working sweetie. Do this with every meal andyou will be fine." I asked her what. As she bent, her skin tight jeans were right where I found it impossible to ignore.A sudden pothole knocked her off balance and she fell back into my lap. I tried to catch her out of reflex, but ended up with my left hand against her back and my right on her butt, my fingers against the spot her pussy would be.The kids thought it was hysterical, and she seemed to be hamming it up a bit for them. She squirmed around as I tried to find a graceful way to disengage. The more she squirmed, the less. When she saw me looking, she smiled broadly and her brown eyes inviting me. As I began to gather the courage to speak to this vision, I was called for my meeting. I got up and went towards the office I was going to. At the last minute I turned and looked back to see her still observing me. I smiled to her as I went through the door and she smiled back. An hour later, I left the meeting and started for the elevator. The door opened and I got in and turned around only to see this beauty dashing.