‘Take it deeper,’ ‘jack it off,’ ‘lick my balls.’ Once I gave her a command she obeyed it. After a few minutes I got tired of her sloppy B...J and told her to stop. “Face down, & stick your ass in the air.”Once more she obeyed without question or delay. I rubbed her ass and said “This is how a good slave presents herself. You remember that.” She looked back at me, smiling, and nodded. In a harder voice “Marlena, Did you pay for sex?” she looked over her shoulder scared at what I asked. I didn’t. Soon not only the head of his cock, but most of his fist were covered with silky juice. Neilson paused, pressing the head of his manhood against the gates of heaven. He smiled as he watched a look of surprise gradually turn to one of mild alarm. Neilson pushed with his knees and hips. Sandy squealed in shock and pain. To Neilson, it felt like trying to force his cock into a coke bottle. He pushed harder. Sandy cried out, slamming her head back against the head rest of the chair. She began to. ’ she’d flared. ‘Stop trying to pick a fight,’ he’d told her, calling her out on what he knew was one of her avoidance tactics: picking a fight in order to avoid a difficult discussion. ‘OK. Fine. You asked for it. The problem is that I cannot imagine that the day will ever come when I will be able to tolerate Patrick Hurst. He is the worst excuse for a human being I’ve ever seen. He apparently feels the same way about me, thus the check he wrote. He wants me out of your life for good and is. She began to piss; I again warned Cindy to swallow or else. A yellow liquid stream fell into Cindy's mouth. I watched as it began to fill her mouth. Cindy grimaced in disgust, but realized that she had to swallow or begin to lose the urine. She began gulping. My secretary held back, wanting this punishment to last a while. For what seemed like minutes, my secretary inundated Cindy's mouth. Cindy swallowed and swallowed, tears streaming down her eyes. Finally, my secretary ran out of piss.I.