"Mike, Mike, put your finger in my ass. Finger fuck my ass Mike." I groaned. His sucking and stroking stopped for a split second. He hesitated then st...rted working on me again, but made no move toward fingering my ass. "Mike, c'mon, please. Put your finger in my ass. You know it felt good when I did it to you." He hesitated again, then stopped sucking me as he took his index finger, stuck it in his mouth to get it wet, then slowly inserted into my rectum. "Uunnnhh, oh God that feels good Mike.". True, there were things about the sex at Sheila's that weren't pleasant. I didn't like the physical pain of being paddled or whipped but there was something about it that made the sex that followed more intense. Some of the humiliating things I'd been forced to do disgusted me. Being forced to eat out of Max's dish was one. And yet, the humiliation added something to the sex that followed, whether it was giving Gregg, Jack and Dave blow jobs or eating Sheila and her daughters' pussies. There. .I would never be tired of it. B was also probably the first person to whom I could talk about anything sexual at any time without feeling awkward. She would surprise me with her unbuttoned shirt while I was focusing on TV. I would show her my boner whenever I had one and made her horny. She would put on her sexy costumes to tease me. I grabbed and rubbed her sexy butt every time we hugged. She would suddenly go topless while giving me back massage. I would show her my boner before work, and. "True. Anyway, let me know what you decide."Julie checked her watch, and then looked up Doris in Telecom. The woman was half-buried under a rack of servers. Guys always liked this view: just her lower half was sticking out. Julie sat patiently until Doris finally extracted herself."I know why they give me these tasks," she said as she shook the dust off of the work smock she'd been wearing. Under it she'd had on a truly awful tee-shirt advertising a sushi place on the east side of town. "My.