" All bimbo!" the receptionist exclaimed. "Every woman is a bimbo inside! Mr. Fink just helps the bimbo come out so we can be happy happy happy!!! " H...ppy?" Arianna asked. She did feel strangely happy for a woman who was being held against her will. "But I didn't come to get happy... I came for the job... but I don't want the job... cuz I just want money... cuz... oh god, it's so confusing! I feel funny!"As Arianna's brain scrambled futiley for something to grab hold of in the slippery pink. I jerked and pushed back, fucking that finger with my ass. Then Kenny asked me what I wanted; I yelled at him to fuck me in my ass…He enjoyed me lowering myself and them finally getting to do to me what he always wanted to do. They laughed and knew they were in for a wild night with this used to be stuck up slut. I started to suck Tom again and Kenny suddenly jabbed his hard cock in my wet pussy. I yelled and pushed back for more. Kenny started to fuck me like a madman, slamming into my tight. Laura tongues your balls slavishly, desperately trying to please you. You grab your huge, hard cock and start smacking her in the forehead while she tongues your balls. You know she wishes you wouldn't degrade her so much; you know she wishes you would at least keep your balls clean shaven for her, or that you would occasionally reciprocate or at least say thank you. But it turns you on to order her around, making her your sex slave. And she always just takes it.You grab Laura by either side of. The man positively rippled with muscles and the light sheen from exertion made him glow in the mid-morning sun.Hunk. Stud. God.Lots of similar words paraded through Sam's mind as he watched Rupertt perform. His wife, though, was an even more telling story. TracieLynn had struck her own pose, one leg fully outstretched, one knee drawn up, partially reclined on the lounge but with her chest turned toward Rupertt, sunglasses fixed on him, she clearly was liking what she saw.Fair enough. That.