Having commanded my full attention, my mouth gave up its stubbornness as a tobacco flavoured slug invaded my lips. His oral onslaught was manic and hi...s horny grunts reverberated in my throat. As Guthrie’s hips began to stir and I felt his rock-hard knob mashing into my genitals. Both his hands then moved to my head, which he parenthesised firmly before my mouth was transformed into a slime pit by his wet grunts.Lifting his head he said, “That’s a good boy.”My respite was very short lived before. When Everett's penis enteredJulie--it his penis felt like a foreign object, and not a particularlywelcome one...he just didn't "ring her chimes". But he was too preciousto let get away. Julie was considering-- could she transform Everett into a slave? She thoughtEverett might be a great live in "Client" Julie could still receiveall the pampering, the presents, etc. and give Everett valuable lessons inself-control, and bestow upon him the favors that many, many men had paid dearlyfor. Could she. “You do not speak French, monsieur?” she asked in heavily accented English... “Un peut,” I replied, “but very badly. I understood his question, I just couldn’t work out what the answer was in French.”“And what is the answer in English?” she asked with a smile.“That no, I’m not Greg Paradise, I’m just an actor that plays Greg Paradise on screen.”She relayed this information to her son in rapid French, of which I caught about three words.“He would like to ask you another question, if that is. This is pairedwith either a tight black mini-skirt or, as Deanna is modelling now, atartan check miniskirt. Glossy four inch heels of course withaccessorised ankle chains at the back of the heel, tasteful earrings ofa hoop variety, and of course full makeup, nails and perfume at alltimes! I might add that the uniform requirements extend to the lace andsilk underwear, suspender belts and sheer stockings. Deanna, pleasebend over, lift your skirt a little, and show the Gentlemen yourstockings and.