He laughs deeply, seeing her shock. Starting to stroke his monster cock slowly for her as she stares at it, her mouth watering more with each stroke."...Want a taste of this, little one?" his voice sending liquid fire to pool between her legs. She scoots to the edge of the bed and starts sucking and licking all over his huge balls. He tasted like toasted cinnamon His groan of pleasure urges her to go at it like the hungry slut she is. She looks up into his eyes, sliding her tongue up his huge. If you are going to be able to keep a business afloat you need to minimize the overhead and material costs if you are going to control the prices you need to charge. (This is something that government officials seem to find as hard to understand as quantum mechanics is for a first grader.) Because of the way we operate, and what we do, our company is classed as a non-profit organization. Our goal is to help people, not make piles of money. For the first thirty years our company had done well. "You dirty slut Alice, look at you," he laughed at her. This did not put my wife off but instead just made her go wilder. She was now stroking faster plus she was kissing and licking his cock like a starved woman. Alice pushed her away from his cock; my wife looked at him with a hurt expression. He laughed out loud and with both hands he ripped open my wife's bra and pulled her towards him again. She eagerly went back to his massive rock hard tool.She moved her lips up and down along the length. Time meant nothing to her in this new world were there was no sunlight, or warmth and the only things left to her were the cold of the stone, the weight of the chains and the bite of the manacles. She spent the time racing from thoughts of what awaits her, to questions of her own sanity, and to the burning desires that were keeping her nipples hard and her pussy moist. The foot steps started softly, slowing drawing closer. The smell of the torch returned and the light forced her eyes to blink.