I head to the bathroom to shave for him. He follows me because he wants to watch and take pictures. Shaving with my legs spread and shaving cream on m... pussy, I see his cock getting rock hard. I finish up in the shower and he places me on the bed. Diving between my legs I feel his warm mouth on my hot swollen sex. He placed his entire mouth on my pussy engulfing it, taking his tongue and making broad strokes. I begin moving to his rhythm and I already want to come but I don’t. Circling my hard. I was still shaking and barely holding myself up as I felt him push the metal balls back up inside of my pussy.Then, just as dismissive as he was when I first arrived, he pushed his chair back, my feet slipping down off the arms to the floor, and he said "Get dressed, I believe it's almost time for your next meeting. At the end of the day you will come back to my office before you leave."He sat there staring at me, as if I was in his way, until I stepped back around the front of the desk and. After about half a minute of enjoyment of the feelings, I began to stroke. I moved slowly at first just in case she was not fully adjusted to me being inside her. However, her moaning and panting picked up in intensity as I stroked faster and faster. I soon reached my comfortable speed and held to that. The sounds that Mary made indicated that she was thoroughly enjoying what I was doing.Very soon, she began to wiggle as she could not contain herself, and the rate of moaning and panting sped. Besides, if I got it done quick enough, I figured I might be able to get a little rest during the first few hours while in it. Before it turned to REAL agony. God I was thirsty, and the shitty aftertaste was almost unbearable. Somehow, I got the thing cut out and assembled, without water, by about 9am the next morning. I was exhausted, and horribly thirsty. My ankles were raw and bleeding as well. She allowed me to serve as her urinal which took care of some of my thirst--I no longer.