..."She looks at me incredulously then moves to the bed where she pulls thepenis gag slightly out of my mouth."It is a penis gag!" she quips letting g...o of it.It slips back inside and tickles my gag reflex causing my eyes to water.She notices this and grins."Practicing for the real thing?" She lets that comment hang and I blush.She moves behind me and I feel her moving the binding over my puckeredhole."No doubt you have a butt plug in.....is it the inflatable one?" shequeries.I mumble a. SHIT. I let out a loud shriek as I grabbed the headboard gasping for him to fuck me harder. I was losing my grip on reality. Everything had become a blur and the room echoed with the sounds of my gasps, grunts, yelps, and shrieks of pure joy.Then I felt him reach around to my front and pull my thighs backward so that I found myself being forced completely flat on the bed with his cock still stuck deep in my vagina. I grunted as his whole weight dropped down on me with the brunt taken by my. It was a hot July day; too hot really, to be walking around in a suit, but he had to look respectable. After taking a deep breath to calm himself, he headed for the door.The knock sounded like thunder.A young woman answered. She was wearing a gray business dress with jacket. Her hair was tied back and her green eyes seemed to flick over him, measuring, weighing him. She was slightly taller, even without the heels she was wearing. The impression he got from her was that of a stern demanding. At some point he had let his pants drop to the floor without her noticing and his erection was noticeably straining at the front of his boxer-briefs.Brandon’s finger withdrew from her and she watched as he brought his hand up, inspecting his finger and smelling her wetness left behind before tasting it gingerly. His face didn’t give anything away of his thoughts on the matter but he instead ran his hand up her thigh and repeated the process, this time finding her opening more easily and sliding.