I won’t know, unless she comes to me. See, I set up the messages to slowly increase the amount of endorphins released, and thereby draw Anna into f...ocusing on the message rather than the work she is doing, since the messages make her happy. In other words, Anna will slowly become aware of the messages, and as she becomes aware of them, more able, and more willing, to focus on the messages. This focus will require Anna to block out all other messages from her brain: messages telling her to. So as soon as he was building his orgasm mine was building too. He shot his entire load inside me and me orgasm as well. As soon as he was finished, he hurried up and dressed. I cleaned myself and dressed up too. After it I asked again, whether he was interested in starting this here too. He looked at me and said that he will but in a proper way. I smiled and left for my daily work. In the evening after the restaurant was getting closed he asked me to stay back. He said that he’ll drop me back. As he felt the two fingers going in he panicked a little, fearing that he couldn't stand it, but his rear muscle was softened by the activities so far and took them in without much resistance or pain. actually the pain was so minuscule it barely existed while the pleasure of being full was overwhelming, it made him tingle all over and the desire to cum was very strong despite his cock not being stimulated. "You are so sexy Connor," she told him in her sensual voice. "Your tight ass is making me. He nodded. “Her soft fingertips exploring your length; her fingernails grazing your balls.” He nodded, his eyes half closed. “She’s such a slut.” Jen opened her mouth in mock horror at my comment, but carried on stroking Mike’s cock. “In a minute she’s going to take you in her mouth, Michael.” I could see that Jen was starting to rhythmically pump at Mike’s cock, and his head rocked back against the seat. The tip of his cock was visible over the table top. Jen leaned down and flicked the shiny.