I pushed the carrot in further with my right hand. Now Bindu’s sounds of pain started turning into moans of pleasure. I was kissing the back of her ...ears and neck. I pushed the carrot slowly and slowly until it was on its edge.I whispered in Bindu’s ear, “The carrot is in all the way in.” (BTW it was a pretty long carrot). Bindu was shocked at herself. She smiled at me and said that she didn’t know she would be able to take it. I took out the carrot slowly and again put it in slowly. I did this. "I went to the bathroom and repaired my make-up. It is so hard topleasure a woman without ruining make-up!We returned to the computer room. I checked the progress of the diskformatting and went back to the office I had been assigned.Martha came by: "And how was your lunch with Jean? Did you have a goodtime?" The salad was great! And the dessert was even better. What did she haveto say?" She was just as thrilled as I was to have you between her legs. As Isaid, and she agreed, you have a very. Shuddering on the bed against my restraints. Panting i open my eyes, almost fearful he will ask for more right away. I will always give everything for Him. He looks at me, smirking, "see what a good, hot, little, slut you are?"He is thrilled by my obedience. He laughs softly at me, and strokes His cock over me. I want His cum, every single drop of it. He knows what i want, but He will make me earn it. Make me submit for it. He says softly, whilst stroking my face with the back of His hand, "Do. " As if to make her point, she crossed her legs causing the slit on its right side to reveal a long expanse of thigh."Sorry." That's all right. I'm the one who dropped in unannounced."Renae folded her arms across her chest. I stared at her breasts, but she said nothing. "I was in the neighborhood, having a miserable evening, and I thought I'd stop by."I nodded stupidly. "I understand." Of course I didn't. I'd known her for three weeks. I'd been busy coaching the debate team. She was working her.