.. much the same as when he'd taken her clit in his mouth but now he could see it... tendons standing out against her skin, head thrashing back and fo...rth wildly, lips pressed together in a hard, thin line as she fought to keep from screaming in combined pleasure and pain. She looked like... an animal, caught in a trap, or maybe the movie image of someone being electrocuted... it was enthralling. Her cunt poured her sweetness in such abundance that it spilled over and ran down the crack of her. In the Canadian system, law students have to "article" to complete their training. Articling students, like interns in medicine, have completed their academic training. Articling gives them training in the real world. In some firms, they may provide cheap labour. Lawyers sometimes compare them to medical interns in teaching hospitals. Mack and I had resolved to make the experience in our firm as rewarding as possible to the students. However, their future could be in our hands. A negative. We traveled several minutes until we stopped at the Mostowski Palace. We went inside. There, the sitting duty officer asked whom you had - they answered such one off the record. We moved forward without further questions. They led me through a long dark corridor, then down the stairs to the basements. A corridor with numerous iron doors stretched out before me. I thought about the goals. They introduced me to one door but it turned out to be an interrogation room. Inside was a desk behind which. She was wet and there was absolutely no friction going in. The entire time her mouth was wide open, with a look a pleasure on her face. I kept looking at her, wanting to see her reaction the first time she allowed me to give her all of my love. When I arrived at the moment of truth, I told her to take a deep breath, explaining she was going to feel pain as I took her purity. Jenny took a deep breath when I rapidly pushed hard into her, taking what she had gifted me, her virginity. “FUCK!”.