He always said I was hot looking.Anyway hubby had to go out of town to set up a new job site and would be away for most of the summer so Phil said tha...t he would keep an eye on me. Phil is the boss. He would call me every day asking how I was. This went on for about a week then he ask me if I wanted to go to dinner with him. Being home for a week with no-one there I said sure. He said that he would pick me up around five oclock. All afternoon I wondered what people would say if i was seen with. He wondered if she knew how her teasing was getting to him, but mostly he wondered if she knew what it was she wanted when she was doing it. ‘This is my office that I work from. What do you think of it?’ He said as they entered the room. It was a large room dimly lit from a small lamp that sat on a very large wooden desk. There were several chairs and a brown leather couch. The floor was hardwood with a huge soft skin rug thrown on it. The walls were lined with bookshelves, filled with books. ? A string ofspittle from my lips followed the plastic teat.?(Was it only spit?? I wonder.)? She checked the mark and, sure enough, thelevel of pee was below it.? I proved tobe a piss glutton. ?You ARE a greedy little pissdog.? Not happy with piss filling youfront and back.? You just HAD to sucklethat beautiful piss, didn?t you?? I just stared, gasping forair, still feeling the mellow piss taste in my mouth and throat.? (It was NOT acrid or bitter.? It was highly cultivated urine.? It was my. Something about that man gave me goosebumps. I was licking her pussy when that bastard slammed his cock into me to the hilt. Now I am no virgin and I am not as tight as I maybe once was but that is not to say that it doesn't hurt like a bitch when someone slams into you. It hurts and they know it hurts and they don't care that it hurts. The bastard has bottomed out in me. “Take it... take it whore.. take my cock and my seed. I am breeding you for the better of all mankind.” He screamed slapping.