I was getting into it. Thefeeling of it sliding into my mouth. He was moaning and I was loving it. Dude yousure know how to suck. he pulled my mouth... off his cock. I looked up athim. Get on your knees he said. I got down and got in position. He walked overto his dresser and came back and I could feel him squirting something ontomy ass. He worked a finger in and I moaned. Then he got close and I felthis cock pressing at my hole. Suddenly it went in. I gasped and it hurt alittle but I. Hell, she had told Deajah to just take a chance and go for it.Blushing, Deajah said, "Not yet. I will, though." The main reason she hadn't taken her chance was because she didn't want to be a homewrecker. She wanted her boss something fierce, but she had never asked if he was married.Chrissy smiled and shook her head, saying, "Girl, he hasn’t been married in years. Now is the best time if any time was."Looking at Chrissy, Deajah said, "Girl, you are just wanting me to get into trouble, aren't. Instant messaging was all right, but voice chat was a hell of an improvement. She had a low-pitched, bedroom voice. Finally, he got to speak to her on the phone. It was more intimate. She was warm and sympathetic, and could listen to him for hours... which was fortunate because he could run on and on about himself for hours. For some reason, though, she wouldn't send a photo."Listen up, g33kboy. In the relative scheme of things, looks are unimportant. Sure, you see lots of all-American beauties. The question that I was grappling with was:If I had been better prepared for the experience (trained?), or if thewhipping had not been so severe for a first session, would I stillhesitate now?The clock read three minutes until the appointed hour. Swallowing hardto fight back a hint of nausea, I forced myself to get to my feet andwalk over to the spot in front of the bedroom door where I would awaitthe Enchantress. Feeling like a child diving into a swimming pool, whoknows the water will be.