I have something else you can fuck before you can have me.' He walked to the corner of the room, moved the rug and opened a trap door in the floor and...pulled out the love glider, a chair that has a dildo attached. 'I bought this for you,' he said as he patted the seat, 'I know you're ready to fuck, I want to watch you.' I was embarrassed and shook my head, he really expects me to do this?! 'Not an option,' he snapped as he grabbed my arm and pulled me onto the chair 'be a good girl and straddle. In the room that was reserved for us for coffee and private discussion and - I was willing to bet - was bugged, the State Department guy started again before I could even refresh my coffee.He was berating me for even being in these negotiations and interfering with his expert opinion.Enough was enough and I instantly had enough. I snapped my fingers to get the attention of my JBG bodyguards. Ziva knew instantly something was going to happen.I grabbed him by the throat and pushed him back and. "With a cheery wave he was gone.Half an hour later the physiotherapist arrived. She was a large young woman with an ample bosom but her eyes were bright and she had a ready smile."Hello!" she said cheerfully. "My name's Anita and I'm the one who's going to give you pain." Oh!"She chuckled. "Don't worry. Not much. I'm not a sadist but I will be encouraging you to push yourself. The more you can put into your physio the sooner you'll be healed.Reg nodded. "Makes sense. I'll do my best." Good.. They are fascinated when I tell them about the second man I have around once a month while my partner watches and joins in.My girlfriends especially like me telling them how I enjoy giving blow jobs, some thing I like to think I am very good at. “Can we watch you in action?” they have asked me a number of times.“And is your man really eight-inches and thick?”“Yes you can watch, I love an appreciative audience when I am having sex. And my man is eight-inches very thick. And he loves performing.