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tongue that stroked his length. Her mouth made him think of another pair of wet, glistening lips he’d much rather slide between. Suddenly he pulled away, ignoring the confusion in her wide eyes as she looked up at him.
    Without bothering to tuck himself back into his pants, he strode across the room to a line of several dark pine file cabinets fitted into the wall of the elegantly appointed office. He reached into one of the drawers, opened a small safe hidden in the bottom and retrieved a small brown bottle. From it came half of a single tiny pink tablet,, the remainder, of which he put back into the bottle and secured in the safe. The little pink half-tablet teetered on the edge of his finger. Sarah Ann watched it hungrily as he approached.
    “Remove your clothes,” he commanded blandly, not really caring whether she obeyed or not.
    Baker watched through hooded eyes as she stood and yanked off her sterile white lab coat and tossed it on the floor. His lips twitched up into a sardonic smile when the chit almost ripped her blouse and the buttons on her pants in her haste. She had a gorgeous body. A bit short for his tastes, but what she lacked in height was made up for with lush, full breasts, a tight hot cunt and a willingness to do any nasty, gutter trash sex act he wanted. And she was a good scientist. Expendable, but good.
    When she was completely naked, he gave his next instruction.
    “Sit on the desk and spread your legs.”
    He stood between her thighs and raised his hand. She automatically opened her mouth and lifted her tongue, sighing as the little piece of tablet was placed underneath. Baker took a step back, dug a small stopwatch and notepad out of his lab coat pocket and marked down the exact second the reaction began. He watched closely as her eyes glazed over slightly. Her breathing deepened, her small hands smoothed up and down her body, finally settling on her sensitive breasts. She squeezed them softly at first then brutally as she threw her head back on a ragged moan. Her fingers tweaked and twisted the hard, elongated nipples until they were swollen and red. She keened pitifully while her legs opened and closed as her clit swelled rapidly, painfully.
    Thirty seconds this time. Baker was impressed with the progress he’d made in how quickly the drug began to work. He set the watch down on the dark wood top of his large desk and stepped closer to the writhing feast laid out before him. He was glad he’d had the foresight to cover the desktop with a thin sheet of plastic. It simply wouldn’t do for Sarah Ann’s juices to ruin the fine lacquered finish.
    “Sink your fingers into that wet pussy and spread some of your cream over your ass.”
    Her limbs trembled uncontrollably as she obeyed, spreading her own dewy liquid over herself. Baker’s eyebrow lifted at the unexpected turn of events—the trembling was new. Somehow, the effect of the drug had escalated. He’d have to look into that.
    Sarah Ann shook, whimpered and undulated her hips, begging, ready and willing to have him any way he would take her.
    “Please, Mr. Baker!”
    “Are you sure you’re ready?” he asked sarcastically, teasing the very tip of his throbbing cock up and down the length of her weeping slit. He didn’t care whether she was ready or not. Neither did Sarah Ann. The drug saw to that.
    “Yes, yes I’m ready. Now, please.”
    Her pussy leaked so much, her juices ran down around her ass to coat the tiny opening more. He raised her legs over his shoulders and pushed against the tight, slick hole, gasping when the head popped past her sphincter. She ground down hard and tried to impale herself on him, but he pulled back each time so just the tip remained inside. He held her firmly by her hips, dipped his head and sucked one of her breasts with hard, rough strokes of his tongue until he felt her pussy flutter through the thin barrier between him and her cunt. Just as he bit down on her nipple, he plunged and sunk