He reached beneath me with his free hand and began rolling my drawn ball-sac. My whole body began to quake. I pumped forcefully on his hand, and pushe... my ass at his cock, accepting his pounding cock deeper into my ass. We were both grunting, lost to the outside world, caring only about the animal satisfaction of the full speed ahead, piston action, fucking we were experiencing. The pumping of my ass and cock finally took control of me and I screamed, "Oooh god, I can't take it anymore! I'm. My name is Charles Harwood. I am here about." I got no further.She interrupted me, "You're Super Cock, according to that dyke at the employment service." She stood back so I could enter. "Come on in and let's see what you got." Where do you want me to go?" I asked her as she waved me ahead of her."Juanita!" she yelled, "Come into the dining room I need you to give another fluff job!" Si," a voice called from somewhere in the depths of the house.The dining room turned out to be three rooms made. For another, it defined my shape, raising my waist, de-emphasizing my shoulders, and fitting so loosely around the hips and thighs, giving me a more feminine look. Finally, it put me on display in a way that made me feel observed and conspicuous - all in red. I really didn't feel comfortable at all, and asked Danielle in all seriousness - "Please, let me wear something else. You must have something..." No, Adrian," she replied, maybe a little bit too sharply. "You're already dressed now. . I-I-I won't-won't play-play with myself at-at scho-scho-school any mo-mooooore." My voice rising in pitch, and volume as the last few inches slid in.He rolled his hips again, moving his hard cock around inside my tight little pussy. As he lay accross my back, holding one of my wrists in each hand, pinning me firmly to the desk, he said, "I'll tell you when you've learned your lesson you little slut."He pulled out until just the head was in again, and as he worked it in, and out of me, he said,.