Rachael said"wtf!please delete these now".I replied"i will delete these but i only after i show them to Mark(her bf).Hearing that her face turned from... raging in anger to teary eyed.Almost sobbing she said"we never had sex,i was drunk but i chickened out after we went into the room".I didn't believed that bitch,i chuckled to myself and said"tell that to your bf,hope he buys it". . The man was walking charisma. Incredible. When he stood and shook Harold's hand, welcoming him to the team, Harold had almost wanted to kneel and kiss his ring. The salary was under 40K, not much more than half of what he'd been earning, but God! what an opportunity.He was dressing down, and had only gotten as far as getting his sweatpants on when an enormous crash from down the hall had him bolting out the door. Looking into Heather's room, he could see her bed had collapsed, and the mattress. I said “Make it erect”She started rubbing it, and pressing it gently.“Be more rough and hard” I commanded.She gripped it tight. I loved it.“U like blow job” she asked.I said “YESSS” with a grin.She came down to my dick grabbed it and begain to lick it the way I tought her in our first session few moments back and OH MY GOD. She was better this time.“I said play with my balls too baby”She started fondling them.My cock was again getting erect and with erection the rigourourness of my wife’s BJ. "And a few minutes later, he was downstairs handing me the signedcontract. "You didn't take a lot of time to read this." I got the gist of it, Dyvia... plus you said it wasn't legally bindinganyway." It's informed consent," I told him. But I shrugged and gestured to himthe kitchen table, "First off, no more using my name in private, at leastnot by itself, you will address me as 'Mistress.'" I can do that, Mistress."I nodded my head at the obviousness of a simple command, "Now get naked."A big.