"It resembles a miniature old fashioned flail," Margaret announced, "Is it for flailing a person? It would seem to be a very brutal instrument for tha...t. The links would surely tear out pieces of flesh." She held one bar and whip-like brought it cracking down on the bed covers. "Jesus! You’re not going to hit me with that, Jeremy are you?"Smilingly Jeremy stated he wasn’t. "It’s not any form of whip. Try again." Margaret put the links together so the bars were closed. She had no idea. Picking up. "Rebecca told us you were getting a suite, and we were all anxious to see how you were doing, so we hitchhiked on the jet, and came to see you. Surprised?" Colleen had more to tell, but I suspected she wanted some privacy for that. Her facial expression said much more than words, and piqued my interest."I am SO HAPPY to see you all. It is unbelievable that we're all together. Thank you so much." I was ecstatic.Mr. Bell patted my shoulders and said, "We've got a lot to cover, and the truth is,. She starts to breathe harder and she kisses his neck, and fucks him harder. He is still not moving, just allowing himself to be the immovable object she is pushing against. Her movements become more muscular and she grips him more tightly. She can feel the head of his cock deep inside her, rubbing against her cervix, and his balls are rubbing against her arse cheeks. He can feel his balls stirring, tightening. He licks the index finger of his right hand and reaches behind her, and presses it. "Are you a temp?" She repeated in a slightly sterner voice. "Oh yes, I was lost in thought here and not paying attention, I'm sorry.My name is Alex, I'm on a 3 month contract." "Ah," she said nodding like she's seen hundreds of boys like me. The truth was there was so many men in the office googly over Lucy thatshe was a trophy I could never have. Professionally I was an amateur and probablya little too plain for her in the looks department. Keeping my eyes to myself, I snuck peeks at her.