I was able to lead Mr. Ferguson to see how our asks would benefit him in the long run. I negotiated a settlement between them and an employment contra...ct.”“You? Liam, do you mean... ?”“Yes. Fergie was a bit surprised when I sat opposite him at the table but he soon warmed to the idea, basically challenging me to a battle of wills.”“That ... And the workers let you represent them?”“Yes. Isn’t that amazing?”“That is perhaps less amazing than that you negotiated for them but not by much.” They. “Oh yes, harder, Blue, harder. Keep pounding my pussy. Make me cum Daddy. Make me your cream pie, Daddy.” He turns me over. “Get on your knees Baby Girl. I want to try something.” He walks to the dresser and takes something out the top drawer. “Stay still ok Baby Girl I don’t want to hurt you.” He pours so kind of liquid on my ass and his cock. He started pushing his finger in my ass real slow. “Oooww, that feels good.” He gets his middle finger all the way in my ass and works it in and out. He. " I wondered what that meant. We traded scar stories, I: a small, deep burn; cuts around a vein; a toe broken in a motorcycle accident; a knife stab in my hand; my broken arm and one I left for last. She: broken ribs, fingers, hand and arm cuts. "There's one more large one, but I can't show you ... not here anyway- exhibitionist or not." She pointed at her groin. I didn't miss the subtext or self description."Ohh, I too have a large one; one that you've been staring at, yet not seeing since it. I want you inside me right now. Let’s go lay in the grass.” As we stepped off of the deck and lay down in the grass, we were almost completely out of sight from the house and certainly out of any light. The grass was very cool and just a bit wet from dew. You lay down on your back and opened your arms to me. “I want you on me, baby. I want you on me and in me.” I moved myself to a position between your knees, putting my hands on your ankles and then moving them out. “Open up for me, my love,” I.