Do you think it’s big, Suse?”He sidled forward, still a bit shy at the blatant way his prick was throbbing and straining straight out, aimed at he...r like a spear.Her answer came out in a husky appreciative whisper. “Oh yes, yesss…”For a moment longer Susie simply stood there, taking in that monster of a cock and juicing up a torrent that leaked down her thighs, drenching them.“Well?” Mark spoke up suddenly, catching her attention. “I showed you everything. Now it’s your turn. Like you said,. I got back to find the girl back at her desk. We exchanged some banal chit-chat, whilst part of my mind drank in her beauty. While we were chatting, I was thinking of the irony that, when I was in my 20s, I would have found it so difficult to talk to a beauty like her and she probably would not have paid me much attention. But now I am older, I guess I am not seen as a threat, so she could be open and friendly with me, and experience has made me less shy. But my chances of getting off with her. He kissed her gently and squeezed her hand as he againsearched her eyes for any doubt.? Then hestood and looked at what she had assembled. Running his hands over the selection he picked up eachinstrument in order and showed it to her to add to her internal terror.? He watched her reactions and saw her shiverat the catheter and plastic bag and the scene that was to unfold finally filledhis head.? He now knew how the end wouldcome.? He left the kneeling woman and went from the room returninga. Buttercup, as always, needed no prompting. After allowing sufficient time for the food to sink into their system, she crawled on her hands and knees towards Tracey, who was grinning in a curiously stupid fashion, and gently pinched the folds of her vagina with the forefingers of her right hand. Tracey moaned in a strangely full-throated way, and gracefully parted her legs so that Buttercup could swivel round and engage more fingers and her tongue on the scarred and embattled terrain of her.