I want to be your slut!” you yelled. “Fuck me! Fuck me! “Cum for me! Cum all over my cock, give me your pussy!” I yelled. Ohhhhhfuckkkk! I’m...cumming I’m cummming, keep fucking me! Don’t stop! Don’t stop,” you screamed at the top of your lungs. Ramming my cock faster, deeper, as hard as I could, I felt your whole body go into convulsions while your screaming filled the room, urging me to keep pounding you. As you exploded, I kept thrusting, feeling my orgasm rising, my cock swelling, your tight. She glared at me. “What the Hell’s wrong with you?! Since when can I knock you over? You! You’re supposed to be as strong as an ox!”“It must be the painkillers I’m taking for a fractured ankle, or lack of sleep, or lack of food for almost two days.” I struggled to sit up. “You pick. Any one of them’s good.”Worry returned. “You broke your ankle?” She glanced down my body. “You broke your ankle!”She helped me sit up. “Why didn’t you tell me, you stubborn old goat?”A nurse arrived with a. .and fuck him good," she said looking him in the eye. "No problem," Darrell smiled. "Good. Let's go." She grabbed his hand and headed for their table. She scooted into the booth and Darrell followed her in. "This is Darrell," she said to Mark. Mark gave him a nod, but didn't say anything. Jenny was pleased. He didn't have to like it, but he did have to do it. "What are you drinking Darrell?" "Crown and water." "Why don't you get us fresh drinks?" Jenny said to Mark. He gave her a look, but then. They were hoping to force Kristin to renegotiate the contract, which would blow her budget. I found out where the supplier was having the parts made, and then had a different supplier order some. When the first supplier missed the deadline, Kristin got them from the second, on time and cheaper.The project was a success and Kristin got promoted. I didn’t see her running to meetings anymore, but one day she dropped by. She glanced up and down the hallway before she stepped in and quietly closed.