Yeech! It fit like a starched woolen glove, very "businesslike", and as comfortable as a hair shirt. Add the pin-stripe shirt, white undershirt, tie, ...cufflinks, and wing-tip shoes and it was everything a successful engineer/businessman would wear. To his funeral.Dick was probably getting his jollies just thinking about it. And the meeting was that weekend. I figured he was planning to humiliate me. It was something in his personality. Like saccharine. And if he could make a fool out of me, then. The cock started to part the lips which straight away made them hurt‘Oww’ I shrieked ‘You are too big I think’‘Yes I am and you will cry for me as your cherry pops’ He pushed in a little, and then pulled out. He scooped up some cum which was still glooping around my breasts. He rubbed it over his cock and entered me again. He pushed in slowly in and out just an inch or to then he seemed to stop. He turned my face towards him ‘you are my virgin and I own you Sarah’‘Yes I am yours to take’ Then. I went to every store that sold lingerie. About halfway through the list of stores, I was in a personal favorite of stores... One of the ones that used to send out catalogs... and the lingerie section had its own cashier station, with one on duty. I started browsing, and the woman pretended not to watch me - she was bored and I was alone in lingerie so she likely knew why I was there. I hear a muffled overhead call on the PA system, and she left. I breathed a sigh of relief and resumed. . right... so..." Dick swallowed, struggling to return to the business at hand. "Where does... what do you do with most of the erhh... energy you gather?" Ze sexual energy has therapeutic value, in addition to being an optimal food source for ze class 2's. Allow me to demonstrate." With the clicking of a few buttons, another titamiun barricade in the back wall of the rectangular control chamber lifted.They intended the chamber to be soundproof, yet the howling cries of wide-mouthed ecstasy.