You must be processed... is bullshit we must go through."They seemed to walk for miles along dim corridors with rows of doors. Occasionally a person a...ppeared carrying a sheaf of papers. They'd look briefly at them before going about their business, head down.Benin had had enough and wanted to rest. Just as she was about to complain, they came to a door, Rhykov knocked, and ushered them inside.The office was large. A secretary banged away at an immense typewriter, totally ignoring them. Rhykov. And after that she said me to be watching the TV by the mean time she will prepare the lunch and after that v can start the work and said and went inside the kitchen, and I asked about the servants, she said that she sended the servant in the early morning itself and they will come only in the evening after 6pm, and I started watching TV and after 1 hour she came and said the lunch is ready but I said that v can have the food later and said her to sit beside me, and she said that she will wash. One by one, she tells me to add another and another until all 5 fingers are in her up to my knuckles.“That’s great sweetie! Can you believe that mommy can still barely feel that? Your hands aren’t as big as daddy’s. Try to push a little harder so mommy can feel it. Don’t worry, you won’t hurt me.”I push a little and suddenly my whole hand slides into her up to my wrist. I feel her hot wet pussy cradling my hand like a glove. She can see the shocked look on my face.“That’s perfect honey! Mommy. But seeing her wasn’t the first giveaway.“OH JESUS CHRIST!” Brianna screamed her first words in over an hour, not slowing her pace but clearly hammering her own pussy with her own right hand.“Wiggle your fingers,” Anita offered.“Mmph!”“That doesn’t hurt her, does it?” Anita asked. “I mean, stretching herself inside?”“All of the juniors have been put through their paces,” Stacy shrugged “Just a matter of being experienced ... Now, flex your hand.”“OH MY GOD!” Brianna cried.“Geezus, Brianna!.