The Feast

I was trying to get away from them but Linda was guarding the door, turned me around and walked me back to them. They all smiled, throwing me kisses, as Steve lifted me up off the floor and placed me on the conference room table.

I struggled but Steve held me down kissing my lips, Gail nipping my boobs, Linda was undressing, as I saw James fondling Michael's cock and kissing each other all my resistance faded.

I was there sexual feast and slut for letting it happen to me. My nude body was licked, nipped, probed when Steve fed me his cock my breathing became heavier, my tits swelled. Oh no, no, Linda was wearing a strap on, on her fours crawled towards my pussy.

I was weakened, with Steve's 8incher, fucking my slimy wet mouth and Linda fucking her toy into my cunt. I was a mass of sweaty skin. James and Michael now stood on each side of the table placed their cocks into my hands to be wanked. I jerked them off and sucking Steve off with Gail kissing his body and fondling his loaded balls. I was at their mercy.

Within minutes James and Michael showered me with their cum while at the same moment Steve shot his warm cream down my deep throat. Not able to swallow quickly, cum ran out the corners of my lips. Steve satisfied and drained left me like a rag doll on the table. I lifted myself off, smelling of animalistic sex, with James help, he took me to the washroom.

As he washed me down he said that I helped in concluding this publishing merger and be Steve's second in command and his whore I added. I have to think it over.