Her pussy was throbbing and swollen, she was quite sure if Jackson was to reach over and touch it the combination of pain and pleasure would drive her...mad. Yet she had never wanted sex again more in her entire life, she now understood how someone could become addicted to sex. "Oh my god maybe I have crossed that line what if that is all I want to do from now on" she thought. She rolled over and looked at Jackson lying next to her, his member still semi erect red and wet. She could not resist,. I didn't order a beer and instead settled for an iced tea while I waited for Rex to arrive. He said I would recognize him by his shirt.When a fairly stout, middle-aged man, carrying a thick computer bag and wearing a dark blue polo shirt with a Dow diamond logo on it strolled into the bar, I was sure I had found my man. I waved to him and he approached my table."Mr. Lyman? I'm John Smith." Nice you meet you, John. Pardon the casual wear, but I've finished my scheduled calls for the week and I. Saela was gently kneading my brow with a cool cloth. My whole body ached, my ravaged pussy practically packing its bags to take leave of me in protest. At the same time, I’d never felt more satiated or at peace with the world. I only smiled, feeling nothing but love for the little elf, like all the disdain and mean-ness had been fucked from my being. Of course it would not last, but I let her continue to work, saving my cruel barbs about her age and inferiority dissipate from me with ease. She. I heaved a sigh of relief. As I sat on my chair, I reached for my mobile phone in my purse. I had five unread messages and all of them were from Peter. He asked me if I was coming to work, if I wasn't feeling well and taking medical leave, if he could go to my apartment to check on me, if I was mad at him, and why I wasn't replying to his messages. I headed to the ladies room instead of replying.As I was washing my hands, the door opened. It was Peter. He was motioning me to go outside so we.