The tightness in your throat makes it difficult to speak, but you move your head up and down slightly and meekly reply with a soft, ”Yes, Sir.”“... am glad you agree, Mary.” Mr. Ries stands up from behind his desk. He is six feet tall and seems to tower over you. Mr. Ries walks by the desk where you are standing and locks the door to the office. He comes back over, grabbing a chair from the conference table, bringing it with him. “Turn around, Mary” Mr. Ries commands.You turn slowly around,. Reaching for it , omg holding the heavy fat suction cup base black cock toylooking at how big and smooth the material felt, the veiny design of the long shaft , a big nice head on topi knew it must have been her , who put this in herei coudnt resistit got plug on my wall on my knees on the bedlooking at how nice and big it wasmouth wet for it salivating,mouth wide open taking the cock head inmy mind melting down into pudding , sucking on the toy, omg i love to suck feeling my lipse wide open. Her hips ground to the beat of her pleasure. (Sounds of her pleasure) “Oh, Bradley. No one’s ever made me cum like you have. I want to cum for you now. I’ve got that dildo you surprised me with for our one month anniversary. I know you were gutted that you had to work away that night. You still wanted me to have fun. Ever your naughty little slut, I recorded myself deep throating it and sent it to you. Remember?” She slid the thick head of the toy across the lips of her pussy. No other. ” she snorted, with a dubious look and tossing me complete disdain. “Cooped up in a van.” “What are you talking about?” I gulped. “I want to bury my head in the sand after bumping into you like this. In fact, it's amazing you're letting me go on like this, with you standing right here with a perfect stranger and hearing him confess to his hard on.” “You sure do carry on. You always talk this much?” she frowned again, looking back at me. “I'm not about to try anything.” “I know that. I said I.