Hesqueezed her ass sending his tongue deeper into her as she cumed in his mouth. Licking in swirls now as shemoaned louder and ached her back to where... it hurt.Begging now“Master, please go in side me” she panted “don’t be so cruel”He lowered his boxers slowly as his hard cock slipped out almost as if drown to her wet pussy. He let her legs go free.She stretched them out a bit as he moved between them taking his time slipping his head into her then pulling out. Sheyelled a moan so loud he shoved. It took little imagination to understand that he aimed his cock for her defenseless wet slit. With a grunt he pressed inside her. Her inside fit around his cock like a glove."Maybe if we offer ourselves to stay as his sexual slave he will stop the machine," Jennifer thought.She opened her mouth to suggest this, but when she tried to talk she failed to form the words. She could barely move her tongue. He chuckled over her tries, and thrust faster into her."All poison has been delivered," the. I was able to watch every room, hall, and closet in the building. The only bad thing about our system was you could watch but not hear what was said in the private offices. Most of the time it is pretty boring stuff, but you would be surprised at what some people do at work when they think no one can see them.Sure you see the occasional kiss or held hand but sometimes you got rewarded with a show. This story is about one such show.The Bitch Gets Her's:Mrs. Cooper (not her real name) was known. "I'll deal with the shopping, the cooking, the trash, the yard, and house maintenance, and, oh yeah, the bills. Breakfast and lunch, you're on your own, but I'll take care of dinner. Got it?" Fine. Whatever." She said, turning away and taking the show off pause.Harold ignored the blatant disrespect, and returned to his study where he unlocked the door, and carefully locked it behind him.Finally. His sanctuary. The one place where he had a little privacy and didn't have to listen to the bitching.