This meeting has felt like it’s already lasted hours even though the clock claims it’s only been about 20 minutes or so. The hardest part is looking interested and not snickering every time Kevin says the word “wenis.” He insists on everyone having their cameras turned on, so I borrowed one of Ash’s business shirts and am trying not to let my mind wander to the amazing org*sms Ash had given me last night and again this morning.
I’m still a little stunned I gave him a blow job and he had seemed to really enjoy it. Maybe with a bit more practice, I won’t gag constantly. This morning, I had woken up with his fingers already in me, my body responding to his touch before my mind surfaced from sleep. I squirm a little in my chair, hoping the sh*t eating grin on my face isn’t too obvious when a
