While he did this, he began to think about his next move. This was good, and it was hot, but he had wanted to up the ante. He looked up at her, and s...he seemed to sense his uncertainty. “I’m yours, you sexy fucking stud,” she said. “Do what you want with me.” The words seemed to unleash something in him. He kissed her powerfully and the imitative aspect of it seemed to dissolve. He wasn’t playing dominant. He was dominating her. She was his in his mind, and he could do whatever he wanted with. Whoa. This cock is enormous. She is breathless and begins to panic. " Oh my God...oh my God, It's way too big. I can't take it." " Yes you can." I said calmly, as I pushed a few more inches into her without warning. I'm now changing her with every push forward and it scares her. " Oh my god! I can't!" She starts to straighten up without thinking. Her body is screaming at her to stand up and get away. " Yes you can. Stay down. Don't let go of your ankles" I said very calmly as I shove some more. She heaved a thick, deep sigh, boasting relinquishment of all control. A fiery force rose from her pulsating pussy, instantly surrounding her with golden glowing light, and painting her cheeks with natural, luscious blush. He feels me, she thought, as the head of his cock landed gently between her legs, making contact with the thick layer of juice coating her clit. In that moment, she felt the overwhelming vibration, a universal energy, compounded by the volatile mystery of ten million stars,. “Stay healthy,” he said as he sat the items on my desk and disappeared into his office.I stepped into his office after a few minutes.“Do you Snapchat?” I asked.“Not really, why?” he asked.“I was just thinking that if you did, the next time I need something, I can just ‘snap’ you,” I replied.“Wouldn’t texting me work better?” he asked.“I wouldn’t want the world to know I text my boss,” I replied. “Texts can be traced, snaps are more private.”So in an instant, he agreed to set up a Snapchat.