She no longer had to stroke herself for the color to appear, It was the innocent Jean with the habitual sore neck who was arousing the patron by h...s reticence.. As if the more one resists the more desirable one becomes. The more resistance the more interesting. In denial may reside admission.She was growing frustrated as her seduction of him was rejected and put in reverse. In his declination of her enticements he had sparked her imagination. No longer was it her focus to arouse his. She gave me directions to find her office and I packed up some books for study. I could read them in her office. I felt terrible. This is why you don’t get emotionally involved with anyone. It hurts. It sucks. I cranked up the music on my radio and sang along with gusto. It kept my mind off my problem, some of the time. I couldn’t think of any way to approach it. I couldn’t think of any reason it was happening. All I could do was hurt. I persuaded Sunny’s secretary to let me wait in her office.. I looked down and there, in the middle of the wall was a hole about four inches in diameter. Sticking out of the hole was a prick even bigger than that of my companion. My companion gestured for me to hold it. I slowly moved my hand down and very gingerly took hold of this monster cock. It was warm and twitched in my hand. I started to slowly wank it and it oozed sticky pre-cum from it’s large pee hole. “Go on k**, really squeeze it and make him shoot his load”, my companion urged. I did as he. How did you get in?" Rick asked."Oh, don't worry," I replied, "The front door was unlocked, so I allowed myself in. It was no trouble at all."Carol seemed quite overjoyed about my visit, jumping up and shuffling with rapid, tiny steps to where I was sitting,"Hi, Dave! Guess what? Guess what happened? You want to know what happened?" Do tell, child," I replied."I wanted Rick to butt fuck me, but his cock was too big! Can you believe it? We slowly pushed against each other, and I wiggled my ass.