"How're we feeling, Sergeant?" he asked as he stopped beside the bed. No Saudi this - his accent was pure British. He started probing around my midr...ff, poking and listening. "Better than anytime in the last few days, for sure," I answered. "Say, Doc. What the hell is this place?"It didn't work. He put his finger to his lips and smiled. "Rest now, questions and answers later, old boy." He looked at the bottom of my feet, seemed satisfied, then continued, "No need to worry. You're in a. I knew that the worst thing I could do was start to blather in protest, so I sat quietly, trying to regain control of myself and gather my thoughts. In the process of doing my homework the preceding week, I had read all 110 pages of company policy. I thought back over the lengthy section on sexual harassment. Finally, I spoke."Ms. Corrigan, I believe that, according to company policy, and consistent with law, I have a right to confront my accuser."Battleship Barbara looked at me coldly, but she. When we entered the large family room in the basement we saw a blonde-haired woman, who must have been in her middle fifties in one corner of the room being fucked doggy-style by a young tall black man of about 25. Elsewhere in the room couples were happily engrossed in other aspects of fucking, sucking or just watching. As I looked around the room myself, never before have I seen so many hard dicks in one place in my whole life and I knew that before this night was over I was going to have the. While doing this she had freed my dick from my shorts and was wanking me expertly, her fingers just running over the top of my glistening cock head then rubbing the wetness down my shaft as she continued to wank me giving me a sensual feel. Then pushing me back in my seat she began to bend towards my groin. The next thing I know I was in her warm mouth and watching her suck me deep into her throat, feeling her tongue running all over my cock as she massaged my balls, the sight of her head.