“Teach me,” I whispered back.She wiggled the shorts past her hips and let them drop, then kicked them aside. Her tanned tummy and thighs framed a ...iny red triangle covering her pussy, and the thong strings hugged her hips.“Take off your blouse,” I said.She watched her fingers flick the buttons, and opened the shirt to show me her full, lovely tits. Big, dark circles with nipples like pencil erasers. Her hands slid the blouse over her shoulders, and when she dropped her arms, the blouse fell. There is a small chair, and a box of Kleenex on a shelf, and once again I think, ‘These people really are clean’. I quickly look around to make sure there are no glory holes, because my slave is here to serve me… and me alone. The only thing I find is a sign that says, ‘Employees Must Wash Hands Before Returning to Work.’ These people aren’t only clean… they have a sense of humor. I like them even more.Once I make sure there are no holes, I close the door and set the latch. Then I pull out. And if your cinematography is up to expectations, after we all see the film, maybe we'll be up, so to speak, to make an on-the-spot sequel."I went into the office for a few hours early Saturday, but long before my appointed arrival for still-another dinner at the Ettingers, I had carefully studied their camera and satisfied myself that I wouldn't botch the job of immortalizing their copulation.I even deliberately jiggled the camera incessantly while filming various in-house targets, after. The thing was big and it did hurt. It hurt asit slid inch by inevitable inch inside her, pushing and pressing herass muscles apart."Think like a girl," whispered Debbie. "A girl who is about toexperience sex for the very first time. You're so soft and pretty,and you've been flirting with me for so long now that this is yourspecial moment. Yes you're nervous, and a little bit frightened, butyou trust me and you know I wouldn't do anything bad to you." With apop the dildo went all the way in and.