I began pumping hard, making her asshole push in and pull out. Every time I moved, Cindy moaned and shrieked with pain. She looked like she was impale... on a pole. Her entire body was taut with agony. To increase my enjoyment, I began methodically slapping her ass hard while I pushed. Finally, I came, pouring a gigantic gusher up her colon. I pulled out, making her grunt. I walked around to her front, signaling to my secretary to begin her part of the fun. I presented my shit- and come-covered. The stereo system was blaring at peak capacity, and she knew what that meant... her husband Phillip, was working. He was the only commercial artist she knew who insisted on ear-splitting decibels before he could settle down to work.She tried to recall what it was he'd said this morning he was working on now. The Ford campaign? No, it seems it was food of some sort... maybe I should go ask him, just to let him know I'm home.But there was no need, for Phillip had spotted her from his crow's nest. More

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