"Now, Cunt, what do you think?" I asked tauntingly, "Do you think you'd like this 'old' dick in your mouth? Or would you prefer more of what you had l...ast night?" I tapped the rod in my hand again for emphasis."Iiiy aaarrrry!" she said. I think it was "I'm sorry"."Well, from what I heard, you don't like old, wrinkly cocks." I said, "Maybe you don't want his one?"Eth... eth.. iii ooo." she said."Ask me for it." I demanded."Eeezz Mathter, eeezz yet meee uck iii" she begged."Ok, you may suck it." I. Awareness fled.---Willow's eyes opened. All about her were unknown things. Bright lights,odd feeling materials, and she was traveling at high speed. Her bodyfelt somehow wrong! She was in some sort of carriage but there were nohorses pulling it. No magic she knew was moving it along! In horror shesaw the slowed lights ahead of her as she hurtled headlong.The impact threw her forward into the odd wheel shaped object in herhands. Her head struck against the barely visible shield beyond thewheel,. She played with herself as she drove home telling me about how wet she was. When she arrived home she said she would call and tell me all about it, regardless of what time it was.That night I lay in bed imagining what fun she was having, on her back fucking this guy, and getting off several times. Exploring different positions, lying around between fucking session masturbating while he watched her wide open wet with his cum. Karen probably what fuck him on the shower as she loves it. I must. She was a woman who knew what she was, how she looked, how she affectedothers. She also had a keen insight as to how she could use her naturalappearance and charisma to get what she wanted. Like paying for serviceswith cash.I smiled. I knew just what to do with her.She stopped by Carl's desk. He has something to do with accountsreceiving, though gossip had it his job is just a cover for a do-nothingfriend of one of the company bosses.Carl could get things if needed. So he wasn't completely.