But even in all this struggling, she couldn't help but feel excitement. The fucking was hard, and rough, just like she had always liked. His cock was ...normous, and hard. She could feel the shaft touching all her walls. She could swear that he was going to drag her insides out with each stroke. But why? Why couldn't he have just hit on her and picked her up in the lobby, or at the bar. Or just said hey, I'm creepy, and followed you to your room, wanna fuck?"Ready to breathe?" His husky breathing. .. safe, maybe? She was vulnerable. On top of potentially being 'discovered' of being bisexual, she was afraid of making some stupid mistake with some guy, or of being seduced into a relationship with someone she couldn't trust. She didn't want to be taken advantage of, to be hurt. I just couldn't figure out why this was such a fear of hers.I gently kissed her forehead. "What happens to you tonight is Jeff's call," I revised. You could almost see the relief on her face. "If Jeff wants to have. They all had their eye-masks on. Jo waved vaguely at the board. I put on my mask and started to film the action.“So, in conclusion, the company want to recognise your excellent performance for this quarter with something we hope you’ll enjoy”. She removed her jacket and her fingers caressed her clearly-visible nipples. Her hands cupped her breasts and then moved to start undoing the buttons on her blouse. I glanced to my wife. She was watching Jo closely, and was copying everything her mentor. "See you Saturday," I suggested.Her will broke."Can I have a drink of piss please." Yes of course." I said and walked round to stand before her.The piss stream hit her chin then her nose before I got the aim right and pissed straight into the back of her throat, she struggled to swallow but she drank enough of the life giving liquid to allow her to survive a while longer."Say thank you" Thank you," she croaked "Will you kill me Saturday." Yes, if you like, good bye." I left her again.I came.