.I gripped her hand stood up, and moved her close to me, me holding her from behind, holding her tits, she tried to sort of move, but i kissed her nec.... she moaned quite load, and stuck her butt out, but I could still feel resistance from her.i moved my hands down and felt a tent.'what the fuck' i said, quite deeply, to which she got a bit scared, 'im sorry' she said and looked like i was going to slap her.I told her to not to be scared and that it was a shock, and i didnt mean too make her. ‘Alicia, how do you feel about Ulric?’ ‘I have never thought about him. He is so quiet, a little plain to be sure, but he seems nice.’ ‘Would it surprise you to know that he is hung like a mare. When we were younger, we would compare our tools. I was amazed at the size of his rammer. If women knew this I bet they would all be beating a path to his door. I think he would provide you even more pleasure than myself. Though I wouldn’t tell him that. You should creep around some evening and observe. “Good girl and I knew you would, once you let go,” he said confidently. “Don’t let labels, devices, props, and how things “look”, get you caught up. It’s all about how you feel with the person you share that space with,”he explained.Speechless, I was still in disbelief that this man actually fucking fisted me. Where was the horrible pain I thought would accompany something like that? Where was the battered, gaping and stretched cunt I thought it took to achieve something like that? It wasn’t. In fact, I encouraged her to do this for many reasons which we can get into another time. Okay?”“All right, let her in.”The door opens, Bill leaves and Maria enters smiling that coy shy smile that has been enchanting my thoughts since last month. In her hand is the same type of envelope she had last month.“Hey Mike, I’m proud for you. Here is your reward for your hard work. Go ahead and look,” she says handing me the package.“Maybe I could…”“No, open them now. Understand?” she says.