A voice called her and said, "Miss Williams, if you would like to go in now they are waiting for you." Emma stood up, smoothed down her skirt, took a ...eep breath, and smiled as she entered the room. She looked confidently at the two people in front of her. Kathy, the PA who was retiring and Mr. Taylor, the boss. Kathy looked at her and smiled a friendly smile which instantly put her at ease. While Mr. Taylor, who looked bored, barely glanced at her. "Please sit down," Kathy said. The interview. I am not talking a lot, but 4-7 more than normal and at times maybe 10 more guys than normal would be floating around the video booths and dark rooms.I would always wear a thong or boy shorts under my gym shorts, a tshirt and sandals when I was there for easy access and it would excite the guys a little more seeing a string going down the crack of my ass and my 6.5-7 inch cock sticking out the side of the front. Most days I would have some kind of restrictive device around my cock and balls as. In my 20s I was in the military and worked with a woman who was my age. NOthing out of the ordinary. I knew she was dating a Navy guy and she never seemd anything but average.There is a phenomenon in the military that if you have about 6 weeks left somewhere it's a good time to sew wild oats and do new things. Odds are good you'll never see these people again anyway. Well about 6 weeks before she was scheduled to leave she tell me that she was going to watch movies with her boyfriend in her. Maybe even clean it when it comes out of your ass. Hahahaha? My face reddened and my toes curled. The combination of his words and the growing pressure in my ass was getting to me. I moaned loudly, still pressing it in. ?It’s in Sir? ?Good fag. Keep fucking your ass with it. Enjoy it tell me how much you wish it was my cock? I kept tying with one hand. The other was working the sock-covered bottle in and out of my tight rectum. ?if only it was you Sir. Your cock.