I remembered that music from when I was a kid and he was always playing it. He was the one who’d taught me to surf before I even started school. He ...as a great surfer then, or at least I thought so. I bet he wasn’t surfing anymore. We were on the 605 when his arm went across my chest and his hand clamped down on my right boobie. “What the fuck?” I said, shoving it off me. “Just wanted to see if they were real,” he said, chuckling a little. “I wouldn’t put it past your mother to get you. But I did as he said, pulling my ass cheeks apart as far as I could, bearing down. I whimpered as I felt something rubbing against my pussy hole. He said "open up your pussy." I was thinking " what?" Then I said "hon, I think it’s swollen shut", and then I giggled. He lubed it and slid something it in, but it was not the vibrator we used earlier, it felt different. Shortly after that, I felt something rubbing against my ass hole again…turned out, it was a double-dong! Then he gently slid the. ....Ok I will be ready for you daddy....I told him.I had gotten some more pink stuff, garters and stockings, panties after a lil trip to the store and got prepped up about 5pm or so with a bath and douche and some shaving up.....I was so turned on thinking about Willies big black cock all day I had pre cum ozzing out my dick and my ass was wet and moist and thinking about his cock going in it.......RING....RING.....Went my phone at about 6 50 pm hey runnin a lil late be there in about half hour. At 11 on the dot Katrina came in and took over the greeting duties. I moved to my office in the back and flipped through some portfolios that artists had sent in. All of them went in the trash and I started to write some emails when my phone rang. ‘Celeste Bouvier, how may I help you?’ ‘Hey, it’s Kat. There’s a Johannes Mayer here to see you.’ ‘Thanks, send him in.’ I ran my fingers through my hair prepared to meet another one of the horrid artists, which Donata routinely shoved my way. I.