Sounds like one of the great epic final confrontations doesn't it. Well it was extremely anti-climactic. Up way past his bedtime, the collector, my or...iginal mark, and the tormentor and rapist of my beloved, was snoring fast asleep in his favorite leather club chair inside his private black museum. I crept up to him and held the gun an inch from his head but it just didn't seem sporting to kill my penultimate arch rival that way. So instead, I took a last good look around to admire his. . We get the impression that she would put her clothes back on if she could.Carrie looks from the dog to the camera, lowers her hand to reveal a taught smile – forced, trying to look confident. “He’s a monster, isn’t he?” She stammers. “I thought, perhaps, I’d get a Labrador, or something a little ‘friendlier’”“Dino can be very friendly ... Just wait and see...” Jokes Charley with a friendly, but slightly mischievous smile.Dino’s nails click on the floor as he takes slow, deliberate steps over. I almost gagged at the sheer power of the orgasm and I struggled to keep it in my mouth before I savoured it as it slid down my throat. the pumping action continued as I carried on sucking him dry and incredibly his cock immediately started to harden again.This time I was clear as to what I wanted. The time to fulfil my ultimate fantasy was here. I looked at Claire, who had started to masturbate again and as I did, I bent over the office table exposing my arse to Clive. He approached me slowly. ”We sat for a minute and watched Jessica work. She really was amazing. She could mix half a dozen drinks all at the same time, and have them in the hands of the patrons or the waitresses remarkably quickly, all with a smile. Each customer, as I had noticed before, got a quick word as Jess went past. Most got a smile, some a touch on the hand, one or two a wink. It was obvious that everyone there adored her. And while a lot of the customers were men, the women who were there seemed to love her.