But, the height of the desk was such that her rear was now better presented. “Are you ready?” “Yes, sir.” SWAK! “Shit!” she yelled, as she...kicked and bucked, nearly getting me in the kneecap. “That won’t do! Spread your legs!” Realizing now that she was out of options, she did; hardly resisting as I tied first one ankle, then the other to the outer sides of the desk. Now her pussy was exposed, as was her pucker. This was just getting better and better. “Are you ready?” “Yes, sir.” “And how many. "No." I walked away with my tray and found a table full of social losers like myself. I saw her out of the corner of my eye debating whether to press the issue. I guess she decided not to. She walked away.Two days later, I got an envelope delivered to me. In it was a check for $1,000. I tore it up in front of the delivery guy who'd wanted me to sign for it. He stared at me like I was crazy.The day after that I got a call. No, not from Frances. It was from her father. He wanted to talk to me. I. " I looked over at her and said"thanks." Inside I was so excited as I knew Heather was setting thingsup so I could act like any other women and no one would say anything orsuspect anything.When I got home Heather took my hands into hers, looked me in the eyesand told me that "I should not worry, just enjoy my fantasy of beingable to go to work as a women. All the girls knew that I was talked intoit and that she said that she would do everything she could to win thebet. All I had to say was. Samuel smiled watching me shouting and moaning, pushing his hard cock even deeper into my pussy. I was getting sore now and asked him to pull it out, but he laughed saying:"No way, bitch, I will fuck you until you are filled up".He redoubled his assault on my cunt and after a few minutes he finally came in me, filling my sore pussy with his hot semen.I had another silent but shattering orgasm before he pulled out.Samuel rested on my boobs, recovering his breath, then kissed my wet lips very.