The woman was clearly paired with the star of the bunch, Michael Gordon of the Wall Street Journal. I had the hook. I just needed the bait."Gentlemen,... Miss Smith, I am Sheila Schwartz, soon to be Schwartz-Richards. The reason you are in this room is that Sean and I have had dealings of a business nature, which are of interest to your readers, right? Right?" All the heads nodded. "Bullshit. While I agree that this is reportable news, we would not have a fairly senior Journal columnist here just. “Starting from this moment. Agreed?”“Oh yes, Sir, agreed.” Relieved, Casey sighed with relief. Call over, she went for a much-needed shower. She was kneeling, naked, when her Master walked through the door. She begged him for forgiveness and Henry was touched at the display.Ordering her to stand, he looked into her eyes. Yes, he knew his pet wouldn’t be foolish with her body. Not anymore. Only — and it’s a big only — only if he ordered her to be foolish would she act that way again. Henry. You know how much I love watching you play with your pussy.” “Stick it in deeper baby, bury it for me,” you instructed me as you were tied to the chair to watch me. I leaned back, my legs spread wide for you as I continued the assault on my pussy at your request, wanting to - NO needing, to cum. The look on my face told you everything you needed to know for the next instruction. “Grab your bullet baby and put it on your clit.” I did as you asked. The vibrations on my clit and the hum in my. I could hear the noise of the TV, and as I got closer, recognized the sounds of porn.Someone was watching porn, so I stopped to prepare myself, then crept closer and peered through the door, which was just ajar.There was another sound, rhythmic and deep, snoring, it was daddy, a man on the verge of alcoholism since mother had walked out on us.I was just about to push the door open, when a sudden movement caught the corner of my eye, my k** sister Amber, she was removing her top, and as I.