She replies that I can't do that cause it is that time of the month for her but that she still wants to completely take care of me. She slides off the... bed and asks me to slide down to the edge of it. She starts slowly licking my balls and taint then back up to the underside of my cock. I prop up on a pillow under my head so I can watch her once I'm set up. We never lose eye contact her brown eyes looking blissful licking back to full erection. From the underside of the head of my cock down to. It’s a lovely office with dark colors and quite the expected view on the top floor. Needless to say, she’s impressed. Of course, she couldn’t show it, given her tardiness. “First off, Mr.Hemsworth, I’m so sorry for-.” Charlotte states before she’s cut off by the man.“It’s okay, Ms.Haynes. You already explained it to me in the lobby.” Mr.Hemsworth states before turning around in his chair. He reveals himself to be the dashing gentleman from the lobby, settling his onyx eyes onto the blonde. As I pull down his pants his semi erect uncut cock springs out. He is already breathing heavily in that way shy, but really turned on men breath.Reaching up with my hand I gently take hold of the shaft, and pick the tip up placing it onto my tongue. He let's out a moan of approval. He is fully hard and hes gorgeous foreskin pulls back inside my mouth.At this point he has a flurry of confidence and whispers "oh yes, you naughty girl, you like that dont you"I can only make a girly moan to say. He’d received no pleasure from beating her, she’d not gotten the pain that made her feel so alive, and now he was getting pleasured by another. He ignored her the rest of the day. The cunt was kept numb all day and so the only pleasure she derived was from the pain of sore muscles after a grueling workout that involved several runs in the woods. That night, she was led into the torture room and strapped to a Saint Andrew’s Cross. Then a slave rolled a fucking machine under the cunt and.