Tiko smiled happily at me after seeing me taste his load, but looked concerned that I hadn't cum yet, saying something to Mutsue, she turned to me and... said, "You like for rear?"I asked, "Anal?" Hi, yes," Tiko replied I asked, "Which way?" 
She replied you give first. She brought out some lube and condoms, and Tiko got on his hands and knees. Mutsue saw the confused look in my eye, and said, "Anal sex is same, man or woman, same." I suppose she was right, and I guess that was enough to convince. “We’re glad to have you back!”She smiled and went to join her dad. Jillian Ingles walked past, and simply glared frostily at us.“Don’t speak to her,” Gwen said quietly. “Either of you. If she calls, simply decline to have a conversation. Marcia’s dad has sole legal and physical custody, which means her mom has no parental rights. Everything needs to go through Marcia’s dad, or Marcia, once she’s eighteen.”“Gwen, can I ask you a question?”“I’m billing you by the hour, so sure!” she smirked.She. Weighted down with obligation, feeling financially, morally, emotionally, and spiritually responsible for all those who worked for him, highly skilled craftspeople, who plied their laborious lost art, while unfairly competing in a world of high volume, computerized production, third world labor rates, and mass marketing, his workers were more family than employees. In the way that he financially supported his workforce, with his yearly business losses escalating, even the IRS deemed his venture. "I don't think you understand Ms. Abby," Dennis said while closing up the camcorder and putting it away. "You're nothing but a whore now. Our whore. You'll be paid with the buckets of cum we, or anyone else we decide, gives to you." Abby blinked a few times before shaking her head. It was too much. She couldn't bring herself to accept this. "I can't just stay with you two indefinitely. That's crazy." No," Mason said with menace. "Crazy is sending that tape to everyone you know. Your bosses..