Her moans were a little louder now and she pushed her ring finger into her snatch as well. I could see the bright pink flesh grip her fingers tightly.... I could hear the soft "splat" of her palm against her clit as her hips pumped more urgently. I could also smell the musky scent of her juices. The insides of her trembling thighs were glistening in the low light from the TV, and I could see a small stain on the silk of the robe under her ass. Her taut body was shiny with sweat with a little. I do well enough for myself and am able to provide decent compensation. I also figured it would be nice to get someone in here who would be up for sucking my cock whenever I wanted, but how to go about doing this? Most women would scream sexual harassment and I'd be up shit creek. So it would probably have to be a man. And hell, that's part of what's good about going both ways for me. Then I figured that if I only interviewed males then I'd be slapped with discrimination. No good, too. Do not speak until I have finished Anna as he held the chair for her. As you have seen i know what you are and I also know hubby does not. I will save his company and I will keep your secret but for your entity of time here you are my whore. If you say no to any of my orders or requests I will make sure your photos and videos are seen world wide a d your husbands business goes bankrupt do you understand? Anna looked up eyes pleading for mercy. I said do you understand whore or shall i send you. ‘What no–.’ I couldn’t even finish the question as I opened the door quickly. Standing in the rain at my back door was Jackie, the smoking hot bartender from the casino. She was wearing a pink bikini and holding a six pack of beer. I stood in the doorway in disbelief. I had heard before that if you think you’re dreaming to pinch yourself. I might even slam my hand in the door for Jackie. Of course, it would be my left hand because after seeing her in a bikini I would definitely need my right.