The head of his cock was buried deep in my abdomen.As I came, Harris arched his hips up, fully impaling me, I felt a surge of pain mixed with intense ...pleasure as his cock pulsed deep inside of me. Harris hugged me tightly, holding me against his chest as his loins stiffened. I heard him grunt as a series of spasms quaked through his body. I knew he was ejaculating. I could feel his penis throbbing deep inside me, shooting ropes of his sperm into my pussy.We lay there panting, our sweaty chests. We had to agree to full nudity, something described as “fluid exchange,” and all forms of intercourse. Next to our signature, there was a place to put routing information for our payment. In other words, we were to be used as expensive whores.Just the idea of it gave me a small thrill.After we signed and finished our drinks, we were led to a large bedroom where we were told to undress and put on blindfolds. We all did as we were told, and I stood there naked, swaying a little from the. That felt weird. When I arrived at the office Joyce was already there. She greeted me with a big hug and an extra bright smile. She said: ‘Something extra special happened here last night. What was it?’ I replied: ‘You’re right but how do you know?’ She answered: ‘You were sending love again but this time it ended in an orgasm.’ Then she asked: ‘Janet?’ I said yes. She said: ‘Good.’ She then said: ‘There is something else. The vibration here is different this morning. When I came in I had the. It was almost relaxing except for the simple silent movements Becky would make sometimes when Lisa was deep in thought bent over her book, a simple brushed hand on her breast, a flip of her hair, or crossing and uncrossing her legs. I tried to ignore it but suddenly felt my pants tighten with the familiar sensation of my Long Tom becoming erect, almost to spite my mental discipline. I was sitting next to the desk and tired to keep my test book on my crotch to conceal the bulge in my trousers.