When she took my nipples in between her fingers and thumbs, I was begging to cum. My sensitive nipples were my downfall, as I came without being given... permission. I thought that was unfair, but took Daddy’s spanking without too much fanfare. My ass was very tender after all it’s been through tonight. It finally was my turn and I was successful in pulling the block out without it tumbling, although it was teetering precariously. My command was to take the Master of the Game in my ass. I was not. Wiping his palm on his tattered jeans, he reached across the desk, offering his hand. Ballentine shook his hand earnestly, taking note of its strength appraisingly. He cast a casual glance about the room, taking in the blatant disarray. The file cabinet drawers were randomly open and boxes were stacked in each corner. There was a pile of crumpled papers on the desk. ‘Jamus Phantym,’ the man declared brightly. ‘Pleased to meet you finally. I’ve been reading about you a lot in the tabloids of. I was thrusting into her doggy style, watching as her juicy ass engulfed the sight of my six inches. She was moaning softly as she took me. My mind wandered back to the afternoon, and I chuckled internally, wondering what Bob would think if he could see her now. That same thought caused a brief moment of panic, as I looked to my right in a hurry. I wanted to make sure our bedroom curtain was closed. Our one hiccup in purchasing the home was the expansive master bedroom window, which looked out. The restaurant was one thing, there I had drunk numerous glasses of wine and was relaxed from the alcohol. Now the alcohol had left my system and I was in control of all my faculties. The computer started beeping up a storm and within three minutes I saw that the number of viewers was maxed out at thirty. Yes, thirty people now had a view of me that few had ever had before. I was blushing uncontrollably when Mark stood up and announced that the show was to begin but if anyone were to leave.