There were several variations of the sparing match games that we would do. One was we would grapple with one another until one of us was so exhausted ...the other would start humping the doll trying to cum before the other would get their wind back and we would start grappling over again.Another game that we played was if one got a groin strike in the one who had the groin strike would count from 1 to 30 and the other had free reign trying to cum in the doll. A joint lock that would lead to a. My brain was screaming “NO”. My heart was screaming “NO”. But my pussy was tearfully crying from the moment he striped out of his cloths. I watched his arm at dinner, the vein popping out, the muscles defined. I imagined that arm, that hand touching me. I kept looking at my food trying to think about anything else. He made some small talk, hit me with his elbow playfully to get my attention. He did not understand that I was nervous. What if he did not like my body? What if he did not think I. Carole moved her hips back and forth whilst Michelle was having her pussy licked by Matt’s long tongue, Carole groaned as a orgasm flowed through her body Matt had his hands on Carole’s ass spanking it lightly Michelle sighed as Matt flicked her clit, all of a sudden Matt moaned as his cock, exploded in Carole, she yelled out as it triggered a string of extremely large and very powerful orgasms, making her shudder and shake like it was a electric shock, Carole fell off Matt’s still rigid cock,. I was plenty surprised at how quick that was. I saw Marsha notice it, but no one else paid any attention. After a few minutes of talking, it went away again.After lunch was over and Marsha left, things returned to the new normal: people, many naked, working in an office together.I planned on checking up on the people in the mandatory clothing area, so I returned to my office to put some clothes on.Once in the privacy of my office, my hand went to my penis. It felt good. Before I knew it I was.