 He waved a hand gangbangsex. "I performed gang a ritual. It's a very old, pre- Druidic enter rite. It was part of my research for my degree gangbangsex in gangbangsex anthropology. I did gang it during the planetary gang alignment a few weeks ago, when the ancients believed cosmic forces were gang strongest. Did you know gangbangsex an alignment like that only happens sex every thousand years? I won't tell you the details of the gang ritual gang, but it involves sacrificing small animals and gang dancing naked around a stone circle under a full moon."
 "Those thoughts are mostly pretty harmless, right? They're momentary gangbangsex fantasies gangbangsex. A man sees gang a pretty girl on the street and he sex thinks, 'wow, nice ass. I wonder what she would look like bending over on a diving board.' A moment later he has forgotten all about it."
 Something about the way he said that troubled Monica. She decided to gang press on.
 Monica gang sat down gangbangsex again. She noticed his eyes gang on her nylons but decided not enter to pull down her miniskirt. Let him gang look. Better men should admire her shapely legs than ignore her small chest.
 Damien seemed to shrink, to draw into himself. "Please, don sex't force me," he said.
 "Damien you're gang trying to avoid the issue. I don't gang want to talk about --"
 What was gang going on? For a brief moment gang, Monica gang just stood gang there, dumbfounded. It had been pouring rain gang. She remembered distinctly gangbangsex. There was no umbrella stand. "What.... how gang...?" she stammered.
 She smiled. "Well, you're here now, so let gang's see if I can help gang you." She stayed on her knees a tad longer than she needed to. It was fun to have a man sex looking at her gang tits.
 "Let 's consider, for gangbangsex the sake of argument, that you gangbangsex really have some sort of extraordinary power gangbangsex. What makes you so certain that it will harm you bang? Can't you learn to use it, test it out a little at a time, tame the beast before gang it devours you?"
 "Yes, but the temptation, the gangbangsex temptation will gang always gangbangsex be there."
 She noticed his gaze gangbangsex lingering on her titanic gang titties again. She loved the way men were always gang staring at her gang chest. That was why gang she wore --
 Wait a minute. Something was wrong. Damien was still smiling gang at sex her, but there was something different in his gaze. Something she didn't like. Wordlessly gangbangsex she got to her feet and went to stand before the full-length mirror along one wall. She used it gang sometimes, to get patients to "look at themselves." Monica was looking at herself gangbangsex now. What she saw amazed gang her gang.
 Monica felt her stability slipping. The whole situation was too unreal, too impossible to grasp. She couldn't stop thinking about sex.
 "Look, Damien gang," she said sex urgently, "You can fight this. You don gang't have to give in to the temptation. These enter -- what you've gang done gang to me gangbangsex is just childishness. It's a selfish gang indulgence, like masturbation. It's like when I slip two fingers into my cunny on the train and try gangbangsex to get myself off without anybody noticing." Dammit!
 A new chill went down Monica's spine. "What -- what did enter you do to your supervisor?" she asked, her voice trembling.
 "Ah, don gang't worry Doc, she's right here gangbangsex. I brought her with me. He flipped a hand lazily and the gang locked door to Monica's office swung open. "Hey, sweetmeat, wiggle your tail in here," he said offhandedly.
 Monica looked out to gang her sex outer office. Kerri, would be at her desk. She could gang get help. "Kerri." she shouted, as loud gang as she could.
 "I didn't mean for this to happen," the enter professor said gang. "I thought you might be able to help him, I really did. He was struggling so with his conscience enter, I thought there sex might sex be some hope of redemption. But it was already too late gang. I'm gang so sorry Doctor. There was gangbangsex nothing you could do."
 "Oh dear Lord," the headmaster said. He gangbangsex was a strong-looking gang man gang with brown hair sex greying at the temples. "You have actually gangbangsex been selling your panties. Here in the school. Why, what kind of gang... Where do you change your... your panties so you can gang give the old ones away?"
 Monica giggled. "I own him gang," she whispered, nibbling on his gangbangsex ear gang. "He's probably gang in there gang stroking himself right now." She kissed him deeply. "I'm so gang turned on," she whispered, many seconds later.
 "You see?" Damien said easily gang, still at enter ease in his chair with Alicia gang's head in his lap gangbangsex. She began sniffing her way gang toward gangbangsex his zipper. "You aren 't gangbangsex the paragon of moral rectitude you pretend to be."
 Yet at the same time gangbangsex she remembered sex every detail gangbangsex as well as anything that gang ever happened gangbangsex to her gang. Within a week gangbangsex the headmaster had been openly gangbangsex masturbating while he "inspected" her panties, and by the end of the term he had gang been gang wearing them. It was all there, as clear gangbangsex as gangbangsex a gang bell. But...
 "Why, George, I'm surprised at you. Just gangbangsex because I accepted your gang gifts and sucked you sex off a couple gang of gang times doesn't mean I'll hop into bed with you." She nibbled on his gang ear saucily. "Even though I enter find you very handsome, and I'm sure your big cock would feel sooo good deep inside me." In bang her platform-heeled sandals she gang was as tall as gang him.
 Monica gang was glad he had backed out. It gave her a few moments to gang relax. She remembered a boyfriend in high school named Damien. Best damned lover she'd ever had. She wondered what ever happened to him.
 She sex massaged her melons for a few minutes , then decided to move on to the main event. She still had gangbangsex her feet on gangbangsex the desk. Monica's miniskirt was also tight, but a enter quick flick of another zipper revealed the pink jewel that some gang women gangbangsex covered with panties. Her gangbangsex crotch-high boots negated the need to sex wear stockings. Monica turned enter the gold vibrator up a notch and slowly gangbangsex slipped it in.
 Rapture. The vibrator quivered and gangbangsex danced inside gang her like a living thing. She lay her head back, groaning gang, and played the dildo in and out, as slowly as she could gang bear. It fit so perfectly, it gang was almost as if it sex had been custom gang-designed to gang fit her bang pussy. Could such gangbangsex a gangbangsex thing be done sex? As her breathing became laboured and her arm gang motions more rapid gangbangsex, further thought on bang the question became impossible .
 There was another gift. How did she know that? Feeling sex orgasm approaching like a runaway gang freight-train she grappled groggily with a half gangbangsex-memory. Another gift. It gang was... just outside the door. Monica screamed outright as her gold companion gang brought her to a splendid peak.
 The door burst open. "Dr. Sucksgood. Are you all right?" Kerri gang exclaimed. "I heard you -- oh my god." The naive receptionist had gangbangsex not expected to see her employer gang, boot-wrapped sex legs spread wide on her desk, shamelessly gangbangsex pleasuring herself with a buzzing gold dildo. Her eyes locked on Monica enter's pussy, where the oversexed gang psychologist was still sex easing gang the vibrator in and out slowly, enjoying the warm afterglow of her adventure.
 "Don't leave, Kerri," she said gangbangsex. Kerri gulped but did gang not gang move. She was gang still staring at the gang junction of Monica's gang thighs.
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