While it provided me the illusion of control it also made me realize I was nothing more than an object to be desired. Robert and men before him provid...ed me with jewels, cars, houses and access to money all in their desire to control and possess me. I was never more than a trophy or a corporate conquest. It wasn't until my love affair with Michael that my entire façade began to crumble and my truth was revealed. I have never been in control and I have never been truly loved. I have been nothing. My ass lifted off the seat.Sitting up, my crotch was now easily visible to anyone looking. Realizing that, Emma rapidly yanked my shorts down to my ankles and I quickly sat back down.Emma stared at my hard rod, sticking straight up in the back of the car. We both just sat there and Jess sighed loudly.“God, do I need to write you guys a script? Emma, play with my husband’s dick. Don’t let him cum, though. Just toy with him and get him going. He’s already cum twice today, so he should be able to. “I have to get up and get ready. I have to work today, but goddamn, do I wish I could stay and play with you.” You start to get up, throwing the covers off your body and stand, your still hard cock bobbing with the movements. I let out a whimper, “But baby, I need you!” “I know love,” you whisper, placing a hand on the side of my face. “But I already set my alarm late so I really have to get moving.” I sit up and pout for a moment, before the wicked grin lights up my face again. You look at. "We will get you ready first and then you can help me get ready for mystud Tony. Won't that be fun?" she said playfully.Susan had already laid out my underwear on the bed. It was a panty, braand garter belt set, shiny pink with white lace trim."Put your panties on," Susan ordered. "I want to paint your nailsfirst. I know we have not done that before but we don't want your uglyboy hands spoiling the overall effect do we?"I did not respond because I didn't think she was asking me for myopinion..