I winked at Karen as I took my first sip of the delicious champagne cocktail."Where are my manners?" I questioned rhetorically."Karen, this is Tony, T...ony meet Karen."They nodded to each other; there was clearly an expression of questions in Karen's look and an expression of confidence on Tony's face."Karen, Tony helps with some of the heavy lifting around here. He's quite powerful. I think you will enjoy having him around as we tour the facility."Things progressed on a very professional level. I shook my head Nope just want to see your cock I answered and pulled them down and gripped his cock and stroked it slowly Mmm so we have about thirty minutes before mom gets back I watched him pull my bikini bottoms down and rub my pussy slowly Hmm then well make this a quickie till next time I nodded and pulled his shirt off and kissed him Mkay I answered and let go of his cock.I pushed him on his back and started to suck his cock deep and long strokes,knowing I was doing good by his groans.I. . this is where you might find that same tale in short form.Hey, that idea doesn't sound too bad. Let's file that one away for later. My writing is a super intelligent process.So feel free to weigh in, most Constructive Reader, let me know what you do and don't like. Shoot me any ideas or directions you might have. They have certainly helped in the past and I welcome the interaction.Full disclosure; I am considering moving some of my writing to other online platforms. All open-access and. You know my history and I would just as soon not tell anyone else." All right. I appreciate your confidence in me," Julia said. "It sounds like you have new determination to get some victory. Why?" Yesterday, I tried to be firm with Brett," Floyd answered grimly. "He said he didn't have to listen to a 'pussy whipped old man'. I know we may be too late to salvage that boy, but I can't let it be for his lack of respect for me. I AM 'pussy whipped', in the worst way. With all of the good changes.