We would play femdom games but we were a couple, not a mistress and a slave. After several months we still had not really announced ourselves to the w...orld. A few key friends knew but we had kept ourselves well hidden at work, hard as that was. One day Amy came up from the factory with some paperwork I needed. While she there she asked me if I wanted to go out with her the following Thursday night. I was going to say no but as I started to speak I caught Cate in the corner of my eye giving a. He wore a 10 thousand dollar suit with an equallyexpensive watch and drove a car that cost as much as a three story home, but none of that mattered if a Japanese investor felt those damning, middle class hands. He'd spent a fortune on hand creams, but nothing worked. The next step, of course, was Botox."Green Party..." he said with clinched teeth, his lips drawing back as if retreating from the poison words. He stared at a photo of his daughters that sat on his mahogany desk. He grunted, and. I knew I wanted more of his cum but I wasn't ready to put my mouth on him just yet. His moan tipped me off that he was cuming so I opened my mouth. The first blast hit my chin so I quickly put my mouth around the head of his cock. The warm fluid filled my mouth to the point of spilling onto my thigh. I continued to extract all his cum until I was sure I had it all... then I swallowed.The object of my debaucherous behavior disappeared back through the hole. I heard him pull up his zipper and say. Looking up, she added, "Girls, yours is upstairs in the kitchen -- get it yourselves!" There was the sound of several sets of bare feet stumping out the door and up some stairs.I popped the pills and chugged half a glass of water before switching to the Bloody Mary that the black girl had poured from the other pitcher. Taking a sip, I enjoyed the pepper in it while setting it on the tray and reaching for a fork. "How?" I asked."The way you have been," Aunt Betty replied. "Except instead of.