Dick, its curving fatness quivered and head became sensitive. Leaving my girth within her for a moment, savoring with little strokes, my banana glidin... on a pavine of its own flesh. I withdrew slowly, my head exiting her flesh wound, a little river of cum water and mixed juices spilling in a pool on the table, her belly swathed in breast milk. My dick quivered, its head dwarfed by its prodigious thickness trembled, spasmed, hinging at the base near my balls and pussy sopped hair. That was good,. ?Field Work, out with the Masses ? that?s for me.??????????? Anyway,there I was, Mike Wilson ? 23 years old, with brown hair, a cleft chin, and thestart of a few wrinkles around my eyes.?No girlfriend, but then again few of us men wanted or needed a steadywoman back then.??????????? Iwas sitting at my desk that morning, drinking a cup of coffee and chatting withJimmy, who worked down the hall in the Information Studies division.? His job was to keep an eye on underground andradical newspapers.?. “Yes! FUCK ME!” I yelled out. “OH GOD master! Fuck your little slut.” He grunted and responded only by fucking me harder. Then he pulled out and bent down. I could feel his breath on my anus before he licked it up and down. This sent shivers down my body. I loved anal play. He then stuck a finger in and held it there as he bent over and whispered in my ear, “You even taste a little dirty, you slut.” “I’m sorry, master. I haven’t met your standards of cleanliness. Please punish me, master. Use. She turned the open sign on the door to closed locked it then lead us to the back. She said at present they only had this room, as the dressing rooms were not ready yet but that if we didn’t mind changing in this room she would take 10% off at the tills. We told Di to change first as she was the one that needed the dress the most. Di undid her clothes and placed them on a chaise long then taking the underwear, took of her old stuff and pulled on the new. While she was doing this Izzy and I.