My husband sometimes pounds me, and other men have pounded me as well, but this was an outstanding pounding by any comparison I could make. I hoped hi... office was soundproofed because I was loud. His secretary had gone for the weekend, and most of the associates had already headed for home. I'd had business with the boss, so I was there a little late.Now the boss had business with me. He drove into me with purpose, I had come, and now he wanted to as well. I was ready for him to empty himself. I bring my hand further up the leg and try to stop his thrusting.Carl bolts upright and looks at me. But his eyes don’t see me, they see through me. Carl smiles like someone possessed and peels off his cum-covered shirt. There, I can see perfectly, are two recently pierced nipples. They’re still puffy and sore from the procedure.I jump away from Carl like he’s a hot stove. Carl keeps his insane grin locked onto me and starts to flick his pierced and wounded nipples. He moans again, getting. We went into the living room and I popped a bottle of wine so we could just sit and catch up with old times. We finished that bottle of wine off so fast it wasn't funny.When Larry came home, he sat and chatted with us for maybe 30 minutes then excused himself and told us we would have more fun discussing old times and old boyfriends if he wasn't there.He went to our bedroom and watched TV most the night. We talked past midnight and bringing up the old memories was so much fun. We both had so. It was kinda like blinking, but then it wasn’t either. You got this sort of funny pulled apart feeling and then it felt like being put back together, but it didn’t hurt. Sorry, I just can’t tell you what it feels like any better than that. You’d just have to experience it for yourself one day.We found ourselves in a cavern, similar to the one we had left. It was bigger, and the lava pits were set up differently. They were, to my chagrin, also not working properly. I’d have to fix them for us to.