My accountant told him we were in no position to make decisions for him. We would, however, like to run some ideas by his accountant and his lawyer. W...e will pick up any fees for their time. His accountant recommended our choice of early bankruptcy. His lawyer agreed.”I had a thought, “Speaking of your accountant, does he accept individual accounts or only businesses?”“Both. Why do you ask?”“I have some money in a checking account that should be at least drawing interest.”“I will text his name. .. there's something else you should know about Mistress Freya."Roquan gave her a stony look and nodded once."When she first had me, she... I think she tried to get me to talk about my life before coming to Narlass."Roquan remained silent for a long moment. "Are you quite sure of this?" Yes, master. I didn't fall for it. I stuck with the story that I had had the Draught, as you told me."What she did not tell him was that she had slipped just a little. Possibly it was enough to make Freya. It was eight in the morning and Lady Ashely and 99 were busy playing their favourite drinking game, ‘Stolen Led.’ The game involved them listening to numerous Led Zeppelin songs and then taking a shot whenever Jimmy Page stole a guitar rift from the blues legends of the 1930s. They were quit drunk. The phone rang, which sent shockwaves coursing through their heads that threatened to tear them apart. ‘Turn that shit down!’ shouted Maggie as she made her way to the phone, ‘Play some hard shit. I scratch your thighs softly before I moving one of my hands to play with your balls. I cup them softly and start to massage them, staring up at you as you shiver and moan. "Finger your wet pussy, you little slut," you say in a harsh whisper.I quickly take my other hand and swirl my fingers in my juices to coat them before sliding them into my tight pussy. I moan against your cock as my fingers follow your cock. In and out. In and out. In and out. You push your cock all the way into my mouth,.