The office thinned gradually until the only sound came from my fingernails clicking the keyboard. At least, I imagined I was alone, until a hand reste... upon my shoulder. "Kate, would you mind coming in for second?" sounded Mark's voice from behind.My heart turned a cartwheel as I followed dutifully and he gestured me to pull up a chair to the other side of the desk. After a few more pleasantries, out of the blue he asked: "Kate, erm, do you know anything about what happened to Gary's car this. 5. Tune to channel 12. Leave on for duration of night while sleeping.I was hoping that I'd get to keep wearing these yoga pants and this bra as it was the most comfortable outfit I'd been able to wear for months. The pants were a bit tight, but a far cry from those fucking latex leggings from the other night. Plus I actually liked seeing how tight my ass looked in them - I was always a sucker for a girl in yoga pants when I'd go to the gym and work out. But I didn't want to get on Madame's bad. He reached for my breast and pinched my nipple hard. That lit my fuse and then I was blinded my a massive outburst of white light, my ears numbed by a distant loud scream that I know to be mine, as my body succumbed to a magnitude 9 quake with his massive cock at the epicenter.As my orgasmic tremors subsided, I could hear the squashy sound of his cock pistoning in and out of my flooded cunt. And then I felt him tense up and then he groaned deeply. “Oh fuck! Bitch I’m cummmmmmmmmming…” Shoving. Just method acting. It can be a bitch at times,” Jen snickered now, “you’re Sarah Finkel, right?”“Yes, I am ... of course,” Sarah felt even shyer now, being near a movie star, at the same damn table, where apparently said actress was her hostess!“I’m Ninve Marat, by the way. Jen’s understudy and now fellow conk. Very proud to be one of Roger’s ladies, trust me. This is Annbrith Lundborg, who isn’t technically a concubine, but has voluntarily joined the harem, if you will. She seems rather happy.