I decide to take it with me, to see just how much he saw. I take the elevator down and look at my reflection. My face is pale and my eyes are bloodsh...t. I look like hell, but I know I can find some comfort in knowing that this is my last day working. ***** When I arrive in New York three and a half weeks later I’m not in the best state of mind. Jack told me I should have waited until my feelings were mended, and I almost wish I had. But I was leaving my cares behind and leaving it up to the. . or ratherend... this game is to take the whole dildo. To its base. I think it'stime. Don't you?Him: Agggggh! (I can feel him struggling to shake his head.)Me: I'm glad you agree! (His rapid head movements against my pussy aremaking me sooo wet.)Ignoring his protests, I begin to back up and press against him, forcinghim back onto the dildo. I feel his moans and grunts as I push back ontohis face. His protests quickly fade as he accepts his fate. As I ampushing on him, I glance back and watch. The rest of the family was on the couch, so that he and I were slightly behind them out of their view when they were looking at the TV. The lights were out, so we were only lit by the glow of the television, and about halfway through the movie he put his foot on the back of my thigh. He was resting it there, on top of the blanket that covered me, and I immediately lost all concentration on the movie, only aware of the warm feeling of his foot on my leg. After about five minutes, what seemed. Then we started in on the hot stuff. I began kind of rubbing her all over, lifting up her pajama top and kissing her breasts. Then she became playful and wanted to wrestle. She jumped up and sat on my chest, with her pussy just inches from my face. I could smell her sex as she scooted forward. She was holding my arms down above my head while she moved her pussy over my face. I could have thrown her off in a second but why would I want to?I acted like I was pinned down as she slipped her mound.