He only did it so he could legally officiate at our wedding, and he had been offered a small church, independents who had lost their minister. It didn...’t pay much, but did come with a small house. He was excited, and we were happy for him. Shaggy, of course, had already moved on. The documentary money enabled him to get a better apartment. He was a little over three years sober now, and worked a lot with his AA group, trying to get others help. He admitted the success rate was pretty low, but if. We both gasped at the same time. “Would you want that?”" Yes , sweetie, I want you there while he fucks me," she panted out.I was slowly sawing my dick in and out of her tight pink pussy. I could feel her gripping it on every deep thrust. She was so wet it felt like I was dipping my cock in warm honey."Oh fuck, baby... I love that," I grunted into her neck. Leah held the back of my head, pulling me as close as possible. "Do you want me to be his slut, baby?” I heard her shudder.“Yes, baby. God. "The one you've been waiting for these last months?" Yes. I believe. I am not sure." Well, then you must go! It's your chance! You always said so."Oscar read the letter again, frowning."There are some conditions…"Megan continued to brush her blonde hair in front of the bathroom mirror."So what?", she asked, shrugging. "If it's that invitation you were waiting for, the one to that party where your boss decides about promotions and who is allowed into the inner circle of leadership, then I guess. Satisfied she stood back up and turned towards the man and woman seated in front of Mira.As she looked at them, she picked up a black bag off the table and said, “You have shown great control tonight, so now you get your reward. Come and choose!”All Mira could do was watch as they walked up and each withdrew an object from the bag. It wasn’t until the woman giddily said, “I got her pussy control,” that Mira realized they were remote controls. Then the man looked at his and said the obvious, “I.