Remember I dig being the boss in a relationship!"She asked what Connie did for us and I explained about being a representative/hostess for us."Is she ...sleeping with customers?Probably some of them, we pay bonuses for performances and our clients are usually good tippers. Sometimes it's a dinner and dancing, sometimes it's coffee mid morning, and sometimes it's something else.People! Right away "I'm not a whore" wanted to know what kind of money Connie was making. She was impressed when I told. Rising up on her toes to give him better access to her slit, she closed her eyes and gave herself up to the feel of his hands. In no time, she was panting and bobbing up and down, rubbing against the stiffened rod pressed into her ass. She felt her orgasm looming but stilled his hands, wanting more."What's wrong?" he murmured in her ear, trailing kissed and nibbles down her neck."I want you to eat my pussy," she told him breathlessly, too aroused to be embarrassed by her bold request.He. Possibly even Jimmy Hoffa.When I reached the office at 8:15AM, Sam and Royce were drinking coffee and chatting like old friends. I did hope Royce's time in prison didn't mean he and Sam had things in Common."Good morning all," I said smiling at them. I was trying to be cheerful, even if I didn't feel it. I was lost with the Jane thing and I didn't have near enough clients to cover my growing overhead ... In other words I was faking cheerful and doing a damn good job I might add."Good Morning Ms. In fact, it’s high time to give you a blue pill, because you and I are going to fuck like rabbits, too! So are you and Katie, come to think of it! And you with any other lucky people who wander over under the mistletoe, male or female! I’d love to see you sodomize another man!” Jordan admitted as she wiped my dick clean and pushed me down to the mattress to ride me, her large tits swinging in my face.“And don’t forget to have more of me. All of me, in fact. Every hole, on demand, whenever you.