In the following parts of the story, I want to narrate some of the real funny and interesting experiences I had gained and faced during my work that I... had directed towards my own pleasure as a bisexual woman who happens to be a nympho in sex.One time I was watching the cameras at my office when I spotted a young guy trying to steal some of the merchandise, he actually took a couple of things, but it was all clear on the recorded, closed circuit camera system at all areas of our shop, I got out. I was trapped, wrapped up by the rocks.I couldn't just lie here and be fucked, but it was so hard to think.Pleasure rushed through my body. My toes curled. I moaned and my ass clenched as an orgasm burst through me. My eyes closed against the rush of bliss. It was intense, crashing over me and engulfing me in juicy, warm bliss.My body spasmed as my pussy milked the rock. I wanted it to cum in me. I needed cum. I couldn't use my magic without cum. And I wanted to use my magic. As the dust. I have seen him do it often enough - but you rarely.How come.He does it occasionally when you are not here.Anybody else about.Only me in my window doing it as well, wishing what he was doing to himself was being done by me. He has a beautiful penis – long and thick and circumcised. I adore circumcised cocks – I don’t like uncut ones – they smell a bit and look weird. He has a beautiful cock. I always envy you when I see him having sex with it inside you.I have to admit I like it too.Thats. It made me edge him harder. It made me stop and let go, every time my instinct screamed at me “He’s a man!! Make him cum!!” It’s why I insist on playtime every night, no matter what’s happening in our daily lives or how tired I feel. I wanted to know… to genuinely know… could I break him? Is it even possible?Well…Last night, I’m proud to say, I finally… carefully… definitely broke him!After six weeks of daily edging, teasing, and denial, we started off “routinely” enough. We played and cuddled.