Candice's Idea

Julie still fully clothed, slid onto the desktop to see if she could help. She grabbed Candice's titty mounds and began to fondle them sensuously with her hands. Pinching the hard, pink buds, she managed to give Candice the stimulation she needed to help her relax into a more wanton state of lust. Her tightness faded and she moaned deeply at what Julie was doing, then her butt muscles relaxed and suddenly she felt the extra two and an eighth inches drive completely inside.

"O-O-O-Ooooooooooooooooooh!" she moaned out in the intensity of her anal penetration.

Michael's rod slid easily into her butt so that even the last eighth of an inch disappeared. With Julie's pinching fingers on her nipples and Michael's cock fully up her butt, she told him to start fucking her in the ass. She liked it hard and fast so he ablidged her and pulled it out to ram it in again. In, out, in, out, in, out he pumped his anal probe into her tight but well greased canal.

Already near the point of no return when he rammed it up her ass, he soon found himself throbbing inside and grunting loudly in pleasurable response. His cock throbbed, and his balls ached to shoot load up her butt and then it hit him like a ton of bricks.

He grunted deeply and began to blast her dark tunnel with creamy, white load, so thick that it painted her walls thoroughly. She, too, was stimulated by the throb of his cock and creamy load so she again threw her head back and found herself in a trembling orgasm that sent her out of control.

Mixtures of "Uhg!!! My god!!! Fucking you in the ass!!! Shoot load up my ass!!!" filled the room as both of them sounded their way into sexual release.

When it was all said and done, Michael pulled out from her darkened tunnel. He stepped to the side while Julie stood on the other side of her now flopped over the desk body. In front of camera four, she held up both hands with all ten fingers spread apart. Michael quickly got the idea and put one finger up next to hers signifying eleven and the tip of his pinky on top of it to suggest one eighth.

Eventually, they helped Candice Morgan to a leather chair to rest from her labors. She heard Julie and Michael chattering away about her idea but she wasn't connecting with them simply because of her spent body and mind. Her eyes were half closed and her breathing still a bit deep and erratic.

"What do you think now of her idea?" Julie said.

"Personally, Julie, I like it and think it might work well for several of our erotic mag editors." He said.

Excitedly, Julie jumped to her feet and said, "Hey boss? Did you really put eleven and one eighth inches inside her?"

He smiled wryly but before he could say anything Candice said in a low, strained, groan, It. Sure. Felt like. It."

Even more excitedly, Julie said, "Oh good! I have eleven editors to contact!"

Quickly, Michael said, "Only eleven? What about those two new editors we heard from the other day?"

Then suddenly Candice said, "Not thirteen! Oh please not thirteen!"