She wanted to know all about what went on and see the pictures. They were not very good, as the lighting had been terrible. But his description of w...at the girls got up too, and the photos got Trish very aroused. She pulled him into the bedroom, and did a sensual strip herself, questioning him all throughout, how she compared to the girls. When she was totally naked and climbed on top of him, she was as wet as he had ever felt her. He pulled her down with his left hand and kissed her, his. He had been pacing around the office like a caged wolf, pausing at the apex of each circuit to check his appearance in the mirror at the end of the room. While his hand-tailored suit spoke of refined tastes and high quality, the scars on the hand that straightened the tie and smoothed the hair told of a more violent past, one that was only lightly wrapped in Armani silk and Savile Row culture.She shivered as he looked at the wall clock over her head and tugged at his gold and diamond cufflinks. The liner was nice and not to crowded, Dragon even captivated two little girls that played with her each day. I was the first off the shuttle and walked out with Dragon on my shoulder. The first person I saw was a large man that was frowning as he looked at Dragon and making gestures to several guards. He cleared his throat as I started past and I glanced at him, “Yes?”He nodded to my shoulder and Dragon, “No foreign animals allowed.”I smiled, “She is a synth and my partner.”The other men moved. I adjusted my blouse, plain white, tied just below my perky, B cup tits. When I walked, they swayed and jiggled, my nipples pink shadows through the thin material. I ran a finger through my black hair highlighted with bright blue and purple, pushing a loose strand behind my ear."You look hot," giggled 50. "Ma'am is going to thoroughly enjoy punishing you."I licked my lips, enjoying the cool, metallic feel of my lip piercing, and smiled. "I better not keep her waiting!"50 opened the door,.