Saul wants me to adopt me into being his errm, bitch I guess" said Sally.Stapleton looked thoughtful " Well we need to keep Meyer happy as a client b...t not sure thar labelling you as a bitch for black men is all that good for business, I am not sure how your white clients will view that" he saidSally " Well my husband is okay with it and I like it, it's a thrill. What's your personal view , Mr Stapleton ?"Stapleton "Well to be honest it really doesn't bother me Sally."Just then Mr Stapleton's. Please, sir.”Under any other circumstances the look on her face or the sound of her voice at that moment would have broken my heart. But something about the effects of the pack mentality on my brain seemed to change the way I react to things. Her pitiful plight had just the opposite effect on me. As I looked at her about to be forced to suck a second cock I felt my cock stirring and I couldn’t wait until it was my turn.I handed her my beer and she sniffed it and made a face. She had obviously. I like the mix of fear and excitement in her face. Lea gets as close a she can to me, in my arm chair.I like the smell of my cute cunning candidate secretary. I sense she is very sexy, wet between her legs.I like to see and smell her hotness better. So I order her to come as fast as she can and wet my chair.I laugh loud as she comes and needs to hold her funny fanny firmly in order not to wet my pants with come.I like the first part of her hot show. I like to know more of her hotness. "Turn. She backed down from his lap. He still was hesitating. Game over. And she didn’t even get “hers”. Maybe it was his cock talking, but he felt like a real dick. This girl was amazing. And she was about to walk away. Before she walked away forever, he gently grabbed her arm and turned her back to him. Now he was the one looking up at her with pitiful eyes. “No. I’m sorry,” he said, finally. “You have some explaining to do yourself.” “I know. I know.” “Well, you’ve been really bad. And bad.