His stamina is increasing and he is very very handsome."Danielle eyed me curiously, "I'd love a slave to satisfy me as well."Miss Anderson smiled at t...is, "I would like you to wax him as well. I've given him a shave but he is stubbling already and I want it to be more permanent."I gulped and looked over at her but said nothing."Well who's going first?" Danielle asked."Max," Miss Anderson said.I pulled off my top and trousers. Miss Anderson quickly whipped off my boxers. I tried to cover myself. I looked down at her, my bulge growing even larger as I looked down her dress. Carmen unzipped my pants. She moved my boxers aside, and my manhood sprang forth. I was completely dressed in my best suit, except for the 10-inch, blood-engorged declaration of my love for my woman that strained out of my pants and toward her perfect body. “I haven’t seen you this big in awhile,” Carmen mused. “You must really want me.” Leaning forward, she pushed her breasts under me so that my penis rested on top. ‘I’m impressed,’ Kris said. ‘How did you get tickets on such a short notice?’ ‘A friend of a friend.’ ‘That sound fantastic but I’m not really into gambling. I want to go shopping. I’m looking for a dress that screams ‘You’re not Miss Walker, school teacher. You know what I mean?’ ‘I think so,’ Matt smiled. ‘Mind if I tag along? It might prove interesting.’ Both freshened up and then headed out. They grabbed one of those little buses and rode down the strip. They tried not to act like it was. As I dressed, my mind was thinking about all the things that I needed to get accomplished today before we head out on our trip tomorrow.I felt that Taco Sunday was the perfect way to release all the tension that had built up from the shooting, from the FBI investigation, and from the party not being anywhere as successful as we had anticipated.Once dressed, I grabbed my keys, my phone off the charger, and my wallet and headed out to the kitchen. For the first time since we hired them, I beat.