When Alan andJohn had finished, they stood up to admire their work,while Clare and I cum swapped. The other guys had allcum too. There was no cock in ...my cunt or ass as Peterfinally shot his load into Clare. When he pulled outof her, I grabbed her, hugging her, starting to feelcold in the pool of piss. “We better clean ourselvesup now” I whispered, We stood up while the guysthrew towels over us, then stepped off the wet plasticsheet and went to lay on the mattress.I put my hand between my legs,. He said you were a bit shy at times but you did what he told you and he said you did very well," Mr. Barstow said."Thank you, Sir," Brooke said."Oh, it wasn't a compliment necessarily. It was also a test–a test to see if you were really cut out to be a secretary slut. The good doctor and I made it especially intimate in order to see if you would go through with it. "Had you balked or refused, you wouldn't be sitting here now. No, you went through with the whole embarrassing and humiliating. She wished he wasn’t done. She wanted him to continue. When she heard his zipper, she smiled to herself. He wasn’t done yet.The two hands grabbed her hips and lifted, pulling her to her knees. Her face rested on the floor and her ass stuck in the air. She felt his cock tease her pussy, his head rubbing against her clit, sliding against her lips, coating itself in her juices, but never slipping in. She started to whine and moan, hating herself for giving in so much to him.”Say it,” she heard him. Not at all. She was jealous, she confided. Secretly she longed to be a pilot, a colonel like Dirk. He got all the fun--going to so many different places, ordering those men under him about, feeling the awesome power of those monstrous jet engines and knowing that he controlled such a force completely, had it right at his fingertips. An intense expression came over Lucia's face as she talked about the power of the big bomber that Dirk flew. She saw it as an extension of her husband himself, and.