I decided to tell them I wanted to see them do something for me; I was going to tell them I wanted to see each of them jerk off first, one at a time, ...so I could enjoy seeing the entire act of masturbating their beautiful cocks ... I wanted to see their cocks grow hard and harder until they shot their load.So I waited for the right moment. They asked me a bunch of questions about what I would like to try and what I would like to use with all the toys Dan had in his special room. I would tell. A very big and very sparsely furnished one. A desk with a Mac computer, two chairs, and a couch, that's it. But this is the kind of streamlined minimal all-white shit that bears German last names and probably costs more than your house and everything in it combined.The room s perfectly air conditioned and the floor to ceiling windows offers a magnificent top floor view of the smog-shrouded city of Los Angeles.It is in moments like this you have to pinch your arm and remind yourself of who you. "What's wrong with that?" I asked.Charlotte/Anna sneered at me, and in a very low voice said, "Because she knew that you were married, and she still wanted you. It was wrong. It was also a very stupid thing to do, because if I'd ever found out about it, I'd have killed her, Press. No one takes anything away from me ever!" Now that you mention it, you're not so fucking pure yourself, are you, my husband?" she asked. "From looking through her memories, I can see that you fucked this little bitch. ?Hi my bitch? said the man behind her, ?Are you ready to serve your Master??He yanked her up to her knees.He loved the initial contact the most when meeting his sluts for the first time.The fear in their eyes knowing they were going to submit to his every whim.He tore the veil off of her head sending bobby pins flying and messing up her hair.He made a fist in her hair and pushed her face into his pants.?Time to show how good of a cocksucker you are slut? he hissed at her. Sobbing, she knew.