Have a seat.” He carefully sat down in the big chair behind the desk and began shuffling some folders.The office looked ... like a law office. Lots ...of wood and shelves and books. Thick carpet such that half of a shoe sole was swallowed by its loft, and big, comfortable chairs, wood and leather, the smell of the leather very prominent. And Alexander Barton just looked like a lawyer. Actually, he looked distinguished enough to be called a solicitor or barrister, things I’d read about in a novel. I flick the tip with my tongue just as you described doing it. I take it into my mouth, hoping there is some reminder of you still on it from the last time he fucked you. I work it slow and let my tongue explore each vein.There is no flavor of you but I can't help but think of you in the same position, with his cock in your mouth and your pussy getting wetter each time with anticipation. I can hear him moaning and know that if I don't slow down, he won't make it. Not only was he easily. "Where did you hear I was doing that?" I could hear Gene's slight hissing sound as the wind came out of his sails. This was the fun part. I knew where we'd finally end up, but I wanted Gene to feel satisfied that he never had a chance to get a penny more than he did. He'd be unhappy if he went away feeling like he could have done better in the sale."Phil told me. Said you were making enough to carry all your other expenses, just from that." I'm not going to try to fool you, Kenny. I'd like to. “You too. Lie diagonally across that other table, so that you are facing him. I’m not going to have you yelling and attracting attention or interfering in any way. You are going to stare straight at him and watch him getting every single stroke. Get in position.”I of course had an ulterior motive in that I wanted to tie her down straddling the corner of the table. Specifically, I wanted her clit to be right up above and against the corner.She meekly complied, and I tied her down and gagged her.