I held his cock head in my mouth and stroked him. About half a minute later I got his first heavy spurt. It was followed my 2 more small ones. After I...swallowed I took his whole cock back down my throat and held him there until he softened and pulled back. As he was stuffing his now soft cock back in his pants I noticed he had a wedding ring on. Then he left. I had to feed the machine again. It had been 20 minutes since I arrived and I had only sucked one cock so far. I thought to myself that. It took me by surprise. Yes it did. It was like I was thrown up against a wall or something.I remember everything, Henry. The way I was sitting, what I was wearing, all of it. I watched the rest of the show, hoping against hope they'd do something more. Of course they didn't. This was TV, for goodness sakes. All they were going to do was tease. Nonetheless... I remember getting irritated when they broke for commercials. I was so turned on that night that I attacked Brian, something I never did,. I imagine her getting up, pulling her slacks and panties down and telling Paul, she couldn't help it she needed that big hard thing in her. He asked her if I didn't give it to her anymore and she told him I only got hard if he talked about fucking black guys and when she did I would cum in about 10 seconds. He tells her to bend over the desk then, a beautiful woman like her shouldn't be in need. I imagine my wife of 20 some years bending over the desk her hairy pussy protruding between her legs. “Clearly a very attractive man” Alicia thought, “but what’s he doing here? And why am I sitting in this visitor chair, why can’t I move my hands or legs?” as she just had realized.Just as if a stone had hit her, her memory came back, those few moments before she passed out, this nightmare after leaving the restroom, but was it really true or just imagination? Nothing in her life had prepared her for such a violent act, which surely was something that happened to other people but did not belong.