Another roll of my hand down and then up the shaft exposing my shiny, slippery gland; purple mushroom of sex. Another spasm and another burst of cum c...eam, this time without any real power only two to three inches of discharge, now joining the pools of warm cum lying on my lower belly. And my hand moves up and down my shaft at fucking pace, at orgasm pace, fingers snapping over the ridge, caressing the sensitive spot. Two or three more discharges from the slit strength seeping like lava from. So I wouldn't need to wake up my wife or half my neighbors when I pulled in late at night and backed my truck into the warehouse. Considerate of me, right?Well, that Thursday, business sucked. I mean it fucking sucked. I sat there, on the rear deck of my truck, presiding over $65,000 worth of clothing, at cost. Thousands of out of work and retired idiots - that wouldn't know quality if a Eleanor Thornton, the Spirit of Ecstasy herself, slapped them upside the head at the controls of a Henry. Tim’s hand went down under my skirt my legs seemed to open on their own as his hand found its way into my knickers I kept looking over to Mark looking for approval but he kept looking away he would not make eye contacted with me, as my skirt rode up higher I was sure he could see Tim’s hand in my knickers suddenly he came over I thought he was going to stop us, but he never he pulled my knickers off then sat back down, with no obstruction in the way of my pussy now Tim gave me a good fingering. Every time my skirt lifted you could see my little clitty, dripping precum on the inside of my legs for me scoop up with my finger and eagerly lick. She just smiled and shook her head. "You're not ready yet, bitch, and how dare you question my training! First we start with the dildos. Then you'll be ready to suck a real man's cock, and learn how to worship it like a god."And so we began the dildo training. We had purchased some of varying sizes, all black (by my request), and of various.