I ram my cock into her tight pussy, feeling her hips begin to move with my motion, meeting with each of my thrusts. I feel my cock swell so big inside...her, then drawing out all the way I again drive deep into her, as her pussy squeezes on my swollen shaft. Increasing the pace, fucking her tight pussy, pounding her against the floor, faster, faster, faster, feeling her hips rise to meet each thrust as I hear her moan louder and louder. My hands reach out to grasp her breasts, my fingers. I couldn't have been more excited to be able to spend hours alone with her in a dark room. More and more fantasies ran through my head. The first day we worked together, we watched a shoplifter for about an hour. Being a gentleman, I offered to go down and make the stop. When I got back in the office with the shoplifters, she had this look in her eyes that I'll never forget. A vulnerable, innocent look that will haunt me until the day I die. As we completed the paperwork and the police left,. That wasn’t pee. That was you ejaculating! Have you never done that before?” “No! Me? Ejaculate? I thought only guys did that!” “No, girls do it too. It’s just not a common occurrence. Did you enjoy your orgasm that way?” “Oh, I did! I really did! I’ve never had a guy do that to me before.” “Do you give Jeff oral sex?” “No. He wants me to, but I’ve not done it yet. Don’t know that I want to either.” “But just think how good it would feel for him! And I know you’ll like doing it, too.” “Yeah. I. The very severity I used was as it were in revenge for stopping short of other salacious embraces, but if once I had gone so far as to make them partakers of my lubricity, I should never have flogged them again so severely, but only to such a gentle extent as would raise their passions to an uncomfortable pitch, rendering them slaves to my burning lust. Even now I have, from time to time, a desire to do so, especially with dear Eliza, as I think she had far more of venereal lust in her nature.