’ Sam swore to herself. She hated the Treymires. The Treymires were basically her parents, only they were the king and queen of their own socialite ...group. The Treymires and Montagues had been at war for years. Luckily for Sam, the Montagues were considered to be more powerful. ‘Yes, of course I understand. But let me just remind you, I am Samantha Montague, daughter of Parker and Emily Montague, who I believe is one of you biggest clients. I would also like to remind you that the job is at St. I have no idea yet."The woman was upset about an old hope dying but began to feel a joy about the new ability of the communicator. I hurried into the apartment and was just in time to see Amy get groggily out of bed. She wobbled a bit and I assisted her to the bathroom and held her as she peed. "Thank you, my husband. It is getting more difficult to do that all the time."I had an idea suddenly, "What if I get Topaz and the younger ones here to help? They would love to be with you and they can. "Ahh...ahhh...fuck....ahhh." Even though my eyes were closed as I worked his cock, I knew his were too as those sounds escaped his mouth. To finish him off, I started sucking hard on his dickhead; running my tongue around the tip and licking into his pee-slit (his balls feel so good) and sucking the head as hard as I could. Both his hands were holding my head and his knees buckled as the first shot entered my mouth and I swallowed it all just before the next shot of his juice flowed out. It was. I panicked. And then it happened. My penis wilted and slipped out of Jeanne. Surprised, Jeanne stared down at me. "Michael what happened?" I closed my eyes. Sliding off of me, Jeanne whispered, "Baby, it's okay." Her tone was soft and soothing. That made it even worse. I didn't want to be comforted. It made me feel like a little boy who couldn't compete with the big kids. Humiliated, I turned away from Jeanne. For a moment there was silence, and then Jeanne said, "Michael, please tell me what's.